Every man was born with a little sword enclosed in a small cavity with two naked walls that covered each other.
As a child grew into adulthood, certain iron-like objects developed one after the other with sharp edges on the surface of the walls. These could break bones.
In adulthood, they formed a cluster of thirty-two tiny but powerful weapons around it.
This sword, like any other, was a weapon of offence and defence, anytime, any day and any place.
It was mine, supported by ten fingers, that took me to the king's palace although I was born into a low income family.
I was a songwriter, singer and an instrumentalist with an exclusive gift of playing all manners of musical instruments to soothe every spiritual trouble.
Love and kindness permeated the palace for a while. Songs of joy dripped from my mouth as great rhythm emanated from my fingers.
I was endeared to the heart of the king, for a season. He once barred his mind to me, "David, you have royal blood running in your veins and arteries."
I could not fathom what he meant by that as a teenager. All I knew was the presence of musical blood in my system.
One day, I was informed that the king wanted me to marry one of his daughters, Michal.
I laughed those king's servants who told me to scorn saying, "Do you think it is a small matter to be king's son-in-law?"
Later, the wedlock of two soul-mates took place as planned.
Soon after, there was a sharp turn in my relationship with the king because of envy. It grew worse as a result of my reputation in the palace and the whole land that became greater daily.
It was then that the "royal blood" issue became clear to me.
One evening, my wife sternly warned me, "If you do not save your life tonight, tomorrow you will be killed."
When I heard this, my stomach gave out on me, my heart pounded so loudly that I thought it would come out of my chest. Pains shot down my legs.
She immediately came up with a way out.
That night, she let me down through a window to avoid the prying eyes of king's men watching my movements.
The following morning, she was invited to the palace for questioning. The king roared like a lionness deprived of her young ones ready to do harm, "Why have you deceived me like this, and sent my enemy away so that he has escaped?"
The Princess shivered but again brought out her sharp weapon of defence from its sheath, "He threatened to kill me if I did not allow him to go."
He shook his head sympathetically but spared the life of his daughter.
Forty years flew away, the king and his heir were consumed by the swords in a battle field on the same day.
By divine arrangement, the people of the land united to make me king.
As a king, a day of joy came. The Ark of Covenant was taken to its rightful place.
Everybody was well dressed. The queen was not left out because she put on her best royal robes thinking, "I look so sharp, I could cut someone."
When the celebration drew to a close, I blessed the people of the land and I returned to bless my household.
Queen Michal met me with a scowl, hissed, clapped her hands in disgust and brought out her wounding words and pierced my heart with, "How glorious was the king of Israel today, uncovering himself today in the eyes of the maids of his servants, as one of the base fellows shamelessly uncovered himself!"
The heart of my Maker also bled when He heard them and she died childless.
This was one of the reasons I sang this song, "Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth;
Keep watch over the door of my lips."
Note: The story is based on King David and Michal
1 Samuel 18; 19
2 Samuel 6
3 Psalm 141:3
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