“Carried to the Table”
This was going to be the sole post in this series… Then God started using other songs during that worship session two weeks ago. Plus He brought other songs to mind when I left that night. But this song is what started my thoughts. Our student body president was leading worship that night. He brought in his iPhone and speakers and played this song for us. I always respond very strongly to this song. I don’t know when I first heard this song, but this first time I heard it explained, I nearly fell over.
This is the story of Mephibosheth, the grandson of King Saul. Mephibosheth was a lame man. Both of his legs were crippled. King David calls for Mephibosheth to come before him. David is intending to show kindness to Mephibosheth, but the young man surely must have been afraid. He was the grandson of the former king. In one sense, he had a claim to Israel’s throne–if he could get an army to usurp David. Now, he wasn’t guilty of trying to steal the kingdom, but he was related to King Saul, who on multiple occasions attempted to murder David. Surely poor Mephibosheth was terrified. For all he knew, he was on his way to die. But David does this marvelous thing. He gives Mephibosheth all that used to belong to Saul’s family. He shows his enemy’s grandson absolute kindness. He promises Mephibosheth a spot at the king’s table. “So Mephibosheth lived in Jerusalem, for he ate always at the king’s table” (2 Samuel 9: 13). To read this story for yourself, check out 2 Samuel 9.
Back to Sunday Night Worship. There I was, quietly listening to the words washing over me. Nearby, the young man in charge was sitting on the stage, fully engaged in worship. The words were washing over him. This was the story of Mephibosheth, for sure. But it is more than that.
This is our story.
Let’s go back to the last few sentences of Part 1: “I have committed treason against Him by turning to other kings. Treason–a crime so awful that it is punishable by death. To commit treason against the Eternal Great King is to be deserving of eternal death.” We are Mephibosheth. He was the grandson of the last king in the old regime (if you can call it that. One king isn’t really much of a regime). He was a threat to the throne in one sense. We assault the throne of God regularly with our petty distractions and silly games. What’s more, Mephibosheth was lame in both feet. He was unable to defend himself against King David’s will. If David wanted to wipe out the rest of Saul’s line, he could easily destroy Mephibosheth and be done. Likewise, we are wounded by the Fall of man. We cannot defend ourselves from the wrath of God. The biggest difference is that we are guilty. It wasn’t our grandfather who threatened the present King’s life; we did that. And not just the present King. No, we fought the King of all eternity. If we are summoned into His court, we ought to expect one thing: death.
But that is not what the King offers. Instead, the King sent His only Son, the perfect Sacrifice, to take our punishment. The King takes a useless, lame soul and breathes new life into it. He accepts us into His home, He feeds us at His table, and He adopts us as His children. What greater injustice is there in all history? That we are given all the riches of the King though we are rebellious, though we have nothing to contribute. That in order to accomplish this, the King sent His own Son to become a dirty, time-bound human and to die in our place. How unjust! How unfair! Yet it is by those truths that we can be carried to the table to dine with the King forever.
“Carried to the Table”