Thursday, April 16, 2026

107 - "It Is Strangers Who Comfort Us" 2 Samuel 17-18

God would ride the heavens for you.

This is close to home.  Too close to home.  Absalom chases his father. But look who cares for David...not his family...a host of people we know not.  Strangers.  One of the commentaries says:  Observe how God makes up to His people through the comfort of strangers when they are disappointed in their own families.  

One of my darkest nights of the soul, God used that time to touch me deeply through strangers.  It wasn't just one time...it happened over and over and over...and it is still happening.  II Samuel 17:27 When David arrived at Mahanaim, they brought him and his people beds, basons, barley, beans...they knew.  

Absalom loses his life.  David loses his peace.  "We are apt to over-grieve for what we over-loved."  Matthew Henry.  II Samuel 18:33.  

PRAYER FROM PSALMS
Oh may our heart in tune be found,
like David's harp of solemn sound.
O God, when our hearts are out of tune,
please make what ails us right inside.
May our confidence be only in You,
just as David says in Psalm 3:2.
You are our Shield!
You are the lifter of our head. Psalm 3:3.
Defense for the defenseless
Glory for the despised.
Joy for the comfortless.
There is no God like the God of Jeshurun 
Who rides the Heavens to help.

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