As I was reading in 1 Samuel I came across the passage in 16:12 where David, the youngest of seven sons (or 8 kids depending on what commentary you read) is summoned by Samuel to appear before him. After standing, as a group, for who knows how long, and after having already seen the cream of the crop, so to speak, of Jesse´s offspring in the six boys he just paraded in front of the ever eager and discerning prophet, Samuel, at last, sees the prodigal runt. And he conveyed the following…
“He was ruddy, had beautiful eyes and was handsome.”
God was speaking through his son, the prophet, Samuel and calling out his other son, the boy-King, David. How absolutely pleasing it must´ve been for God in that moment!
And talk about the crazy dynamics in the air…were these not every bit the same kind of foreshadowing seeds that unleashed Joseph´s crazy adventures from slave to King. Joseph certainly had a story and a half when all was said and done and he drew his last, but as Gen. 50:20 lends the understanding… ´Circumstances that some intend for evil upon others, God can and often does comandeer those circumstances and blesses the afflicted through them, making what was intended intially for evil, now and forever for Good.´
Anyway, despite the for-illustrative-sake cross reference, this passage is beautiful to me.
You know David was tiny…and not just because he is often most notoriously remembered for standing across a freakin´huge giant that would dwark Shaq by two whole feet and weigh as much as a brown bear, but because he is simply small.
True, he is young, but he is small…the scripture is peppered with the hints of runtness, and yes, while they´re tacit conclusions, they don´t need to be said…they´re known to and decided upon by all. We know Daniel´s somehow escaped the embrace of his Father´s confidence, at least in this way. Jesse never said, Oh, David…he is too young to be considered… or…”Now David, there´s a fine lad, out tending the sheep just now I bet. Very diligent in all his work, even the less than heroic kind of sheep hearding. He´s a warrior in process for sure.” Can you imagine the emotions running through that moment for everyone!! Puny little David, comes in, probably having messenger and even brother or Dad, in one last quick attempt to make him presentable, tuggin´ at his arm, and brushing his hair out of the way as he gets yanked through the door…only to hear what..
well, what the Bible describes was the immediate discernment of the moment by God´s prophet Samuel…
not eventually praise…
not recognition after some pause…
but immediate confidence in the King of boys!
There he is! There the one you were always meant to come looking for. Anoint Him!
He was ruddy, had beautiful eyes, and was handsome!
You know those younger brothers were all standing around watching this…all those promising Jewish boys of Jesse, thought to possibly be the anointed one. I bet they looked, both inside and out, a lot like the befuddled and jealous step-sisters in Cinderella as she, of all people, her, of all beauties, held the Prince´s gaze.
Not only that, but then something like the crazy trade-your-old self-in-winds we read about in Acts came and broke the air in that moment, just as it did in the upper room discourse, with howls and shrills, leaving nothing but Spirit-filled followers in its wake… yeah, that kind of wind came upon David…
and after something that I know would easily surpass the bestowing of the Lombardi trophy, the World Series ring and the MVP award, an Emmy, a Grammy, a Medal of Honor, a un-ending night of great sex with your wife, a one punch knock-out to the bully that had it comin´, savin´a puppy from a burning building unscathed, and embracing red bull via I.V… David simply plays the part. After all, who is he to deny God´s already Spirit-clad decision.
God blesses him with some mad lyre skills, a crazy bravery, so long as he´s willing to cowboy up in the moment and trust God to deliver, and yes, essentially the strength and sheer righteous violence to not only drop a 9 foot plus mammoth of a man, but then ensure the fight would forever be remembered as a display of God´s judgement, as he ensues to chop probably the largest head and ego to ever walk the earth clean off! What´s more, is that this anointing, a little boy among the smell of sheep (hmm…who´s that remind me of), is the very boy-King who God decides will set off a chain reaction of the greatest spiritual coupe of all-time!” God simultaneously annointed the runt and crippled the royal. He filled the current King´s heart, Saul, with exactly what he chose, evil, and no competition or bother from the pursuit of God for his heart. Immediately Saul´s heart was black, some texts say.
I´m exhausted in the best ways after just typing about this!
And to think…that adventure really began to be colored in when when the prophet Samuel was reminded not to put stock or hope is what seems good on the outside (16:7) but upon a heart willing to wage war for God out of Love. God overthrew the greatest leader of the day in a blink when his faithful prophet followed the breadcrumbs of the Spirit to the Providence of of a young boy-King…a boy-King who began to rule as a King in the simple momentums of tending to fluffy sheep. God matches up the craziest of things…He took David, who had already proved and readied his heart, in adolescence, to be ruled in order to replace a heart that was already ruling. David´s heart was summoned forth rom the love and affection of watching over God´s livestock to replace a King who failed at ruling God´s lifestock. (1Cor. 1:27)
So, all that said, I was just re-captured at how amazing David was as a boy-King. If God so allows me one day to look upon my own son, I will proudly, right up against his little Kingly ear, whisper, “You are ruddy. You have beautiful eyes. And you are handsome.” I might even add three quiet, Aa-Ooo, AaOoo, Aa-Ooo´s to the end (gotta rock the man moment with my boy 300 style).
Ode to boy-King, David.
And all allegiance be to his God,
the only God,
* Just a side note…The fact that Samuel chose that the entire group not sit until Daniel arrived was crazy. This is a culture where once inside the home of another you were never very far off from a full on posture of laying down to mingle and eat, etc…so you can imagine what remaining standing did for the cultural awkwardness of the longest 30 or so minutes that house had ever hosted.
* I also think it´s crazy to think that the infamous Goliath was 9 foot and change! I would say he was certainly one of the Nephilim, save for the fact that they were not related to Noah´s family, which means they got flood-bit when God drank the earth in Gen 7:6. Perhaps Goliath was a son of Anak, the descendants of the Nephilim. These were the race of giant men mentioned by the two scouts whom Moses and Aaron sent out to explore Israel…the “land of milk and honey.” They came back with reports, fears and doubts to all the Israelite community at Kadesh in the Desert of Paran, that the fearsome Anaks lived there, among others. Imagine that, an entire race of Goliath´like studs, descendants of the filthy and fierce Fallen Angels of old..the biggest and baddest on the planet, worthy of the very dearest of consequence (some would say attention, albeit negative) from God.
David made that kind of ferocious fall,
in its own death,
the God that does not share power.
Aa-ooo is battle cry for Amen!!!