11 - Samuel

Now the king faced the abyss. The lie had failed. There was only one path left, and it was paved with blood.

But the Lord saw.

A messenger rode back to Jerusalem with the news of the battle. “The enemy came out against us,” he reported. “Some of the king’s servants are dead. Your servant Uriah the Hittite is also dead.” samuel 11

He wrote a letter. In it were these words: “Set Uriah in the front line, where the fighting is fiercest. Then draw back from him, so that he may be struck down and die.” Now the king faced the abyss

He even sent a gift from the king’s own table—a portion of meat to sweeten the welcome. But the Lord saw

Uriah arrived, tanned and dusty, smelling of smoke and horses. He stood before the king with a soldier’s rigid respect. David welcomed him warmly. “Go down to your house,” the king said with a generous smile. “Wash your feet. Rest. See your wife.”