Absalom was a much loved son of King David; and he was the most handsome man in Israel (2 Samuel 14). The people hoped he would be King after David. However, Absalom was cruel, and ended up seizing David’s throne (2 Samuel 15).
Absalom’s rebellion failed, and he died in battle. In 2 Samuel 18:33, when David heard of his death, he burst into tears and cried “O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you! O Absalom, my son, my son.” David felt the pain that stabs very deep, because it is caused by someone we love.
As David fled from him, 2 Samuel 15:30-32 (New Living Translation) (shortened) says: “David walked up the road to the Mount of Olives, weeping as he went. His head was covered and his feet were bare as a sign of mourning. And the people who were with him… wept… When David reached the summit of the Mount of Olives where people worshiped God, Hushai the Arkite was waiting…”
David’s first reaction to the revolt, was to climb up ‘Mount Olives where people worshiped God’, and where Jesus was crucified. In times of deep heartfelt pain, we need more of God, not less. As I mourn the passing of a mentor and friend, Paul Omokhua, I need more of God, not less of him. As we face up to life’s punches, let the prayer of David in Psalm 3, during Absalom’s rebellion, be ours too.
Psalm 3 (New Living Translation): Lord, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me! Many are saying of me, “God will not deliver him.” But you, Lord, are a shield… the One who lifts my head high. I call out to the Lord, and he answers me from his holy mountain. I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the Lord sustains me. I will not fear though tens of thousands assail me on every side. Arise, Lord! Deliver me, my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked. From the Lord comes deliverance. May your blessing be on your people.
Amen and Amen!