DAVID, WHO REALLY ARE YOU (PART ONE)

As I read through the Scriptures, I realize you are the one most often named. 

Your covenant with God stands so firm that neither the wickedness of Judah nor the forgetfulness of your own children could erase it. 

What kind of man are you? 

What truly happened in the wilderness? 

What mystery unfolded in that cave? 

My heart longs earnestly to understand the nature of your spirit, the shaping of your soul— 

What manner of training formed you? 

With no present parents or siblings, 

With no teachers and no companions, 

Even when your own cousins slew your son without remorse,

You did not change. 

Even the stain on your garment could not alter the steadfastness of your heart. 

What sort of man are you? 

All who came to you departed transformed. 

You lifted even ordinary worshippers and fashioned them into mighty warriors. 

You built a structure that sustained unceasing incense in the Tent of Worship—day and night. 

You raised sons filled with wisdom, skilled in every art and science. 

Even Jesus was recognized as your son. 

What sort of man are you?

The Cave of Adullam - Where David Hid