- 1 Samuel 20
Vulnerability is not his forte, and his words will leave others bare. His condemning thoughts turned to action have stripped him, and there is nothing left but to reveal the rotting flesh. The miles running under the tires are building the dread of laying his deepest debt upon the table, but he is compelled to end the charade. He has no thoughts to feel for others, because his hole of a heart has become a crater of self-preservation; devouring deceptive promises into his starved soul. Now is the time to end the concealment and dangle his heart on the line.
The biggest battle originates from within, and it will destroy all in its path. The scales that have multiplied must be shed. He sits across from eyes that will soon experience busted betrayal. He wants more than anything to be rid of the lies, but knows the pain that will gush forth with the tidal wave of truth. He fears the layers that must be scraped are too deep for his own healing much less anyone else, yet the eyes that meet the first swell of shock are a stunned, saddened compassion. A reaction of devastation mingled with a piercing acknowledgment of the real man. A man wounded, lost and in desperate need of someone who abhors the evil within him, but clings to the good and devotes himself to fighting whatever demons arise.
The selfish man meets the self-giving man who shares the weight of consequences. The lonely wanderer meets the loving brother who wipes away his tears of sorrow. The hopeless meets the hopeful - a radical who loves his neighbor as himself. The trusted foe sees beyond the disaster, broken and bloody, and sets his friend's eyes towards the restored and refined road. He takes his brother's hand as they navigate the ruins and reminds him of his substance, a path pointed towards joy, hope, and love. They grasp onto hope and persevere through deafening doubt towards a destination guaranteed to bring ultimate love, security, fulfillment and significance.
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