Like a lot of you, I’ve been watching The Bible on The History Channel. As I watch this series and continue to try to grow in my own faith during this season of life, I’m drawn more and more to David. I’m enamored with the heart of a young shepherd who grew into the heartbeat of a nation as a warrior and then king.
But, y’all, David, was no kind of saint and I struggle with the not-so-lovely aspects of him too. David was slutty! He used his position to get lots of women. I mean lots. Bathsheba gets the bad rap but I’d guess she wasn’t the first wife David took. And, as crummy as he treated women, at least the ladies got some attention. Most of his kiddos got very little guidance from him. Check out the stories of Absalom or Amnon and Tamar.
So, WHY IN THE WORLD, would God send His own Son to redeem the world through the line of such a corrupt man? Why not through Jonathan, Saul’s son, who seemingly did a better job of honoring his own family than David did? Or, why not pull a Noah, and just start all over again?
The more I study life of David, the more I see the aching he had for the Lord.
David didn’t seek God’s hands; David sought God’s heart.
David also gave his heart to God.
I see more and more God wants my heart; not my hands.
For a long time I’ve really struggled with my relationship with God because I couldn’t see that He was active in my life. I didn’t see prayer requests getting answered. I didn’t feel His presence in my life. Honestly, I believed in Jesus but I didn’t feel like He wanted much to do with me.
Man… that’s hard to admit and an even harder place to be.
After admitting my flawed relationship with the Lord and remembering David being described as “a man after God’s own heart” I started to study the shepherd turned king again.
As I read his Psalms and talked with my counselor specifically about the Bathsheba story, I started to realize David’s actions had no real bearing on how much God loved Him and how rooted David was in his knowledge of God’s love.
Toward the end of The Bible part 2, Nathan tells David, “Even though you are weak, God loves you,” and God hit me with such clarity: What can separate me from the love of God? Romans 8:35-39 assures me, not a dang thing!
Look, I know for some of you, this is easy peasy to accept. You’re the beautiful people who have the pure heart I want and am working to have. But, I’m a questioner. I’m a seeker. I’m not naturally trusting. So, I continue to sit at the foot of the cross and ask tough questions.
But, I also sit at that same messy cross and accept His love.
I allow the God of the universe to be my lover; to fill me as no person on Earth can ever fill me. And, like David, I’m striving to become a (wo)man after God’s own heart. Because though I am weak, He still loves me.