That poor man was chaff. And you, wherever you are, you may be just about to be carried away. Cry to God! This is my last word—Poor chaff, cry to God! And He will make thee wheat that shall command a rare price.
We can work only while it
is day, and none know who has
the Shortest Day!
LV. “THE KING KISSED BARZILLAI.”
2 Sam. xix. 39.
And no wonder, for David could appreciate a real man when he saw him, and so does David’s Lord.
I.—Loyalty is precious to the King of Kings.
In the days when the son of Jesse had but few friends, it was a precious thing to be treated in the style Barzillai and his neighbours entertained him (see 2 Sam. xvii. 27-29). They were rich farmers, and had land which brought forth with abundance, so were able to act with princely hospitality to the fugitive monarch. But plenty may live with avarice, and when that is the case it is not to be expected that men who are fleeing for their lives will be received with kind generosity. In this case, however, the sight of the needy soldiers made the hearts of those kingly farmers beat with sympathy, and so the provisions were put there for the men to help themselves. “Hungry, weary, and thirsty” were they, but their hospitable entertainers made them welcome. Never would those dust-covered soldiers forget the halt they made in those green fields.
None felt, though, as David did. He had seen one trusted friend after another fall away, and the thought that the chief among the rebels was his own beloved son pierced him to the heart. It was then he composed the fourth Psalm. And just then to have this welcome feast must have cheered his soul even more than his body.
Do you live among those who are the enemies of David’s greater Son? Is Jesus in a minority? Are there those
who work with you who delight in making assaults upon your faith? Do they insult your God? Stand up for Jesus! Be faithful when others are recreant or hostile. A working man the other day, who has to win his bread among those who hate the name of God, and who profane the air with their blasphemies, said to one who was cursing, “Draw it mild there, that’s the name of my best friend.” Let us play the man even though we be alone. What did Barzillai care for Absalom’s popularity? David is my king, and he shall have the best I have: Sooner or later the king will have the opportunity of rewarding the faithful. The king kissed Barzillai when parting from him; he had pressed his friend to go back with him to Jerusalem, but
II.—We see a beautiful illustration of contentment.—They had come down together after the great battle, and David said, “Come thou over with me, and I will feed thee with me at Jerusalem.” It was worthy of them both, and we cannot but feel touched at David’s gratitude; he would fain have the patriarch spend his last days with him. “With me,” said he, “I will see thou hast everything thou canst want.” “Nay,” said the old man, “I will see thee safely over the river, and then I will return to the green fields I love, and when the time comes for me to die I will be laid by the side of my father and my mother.”