The troops were tired, but triumphant. Led by their
once valiant, but now indecisive and insecure king, they had left their
families behind, fleeing with King David into the countryside as his own son
pursued them. Sword in hand, he vowed to take command of the kingdom from his
father at whatever the cost.
The conflict had been bloody, to say the least.
More than twenty-thousand of their own countrymen had fallen by the sword in
one battle... a battle that had no natural explanation. Once again
something (or should I say SOMEONE) had intervened. There was no question about
it. THEY had not won this battle. The Living God had donned the cloak of a
soldier again and had miraculously delivered the enemy into their hands. His
will had been done. Now, the battle was over.
Weary and worn, but victorious, the king's men
marched back towards the gates of the city, where they anticipated a royal
welcome. They had been to victory celebrations before; and no doubt their minds
raced back to those triumphant times when, as they made their way back through
the winding roads that led to home, those roads were lined with cheering
throngs of grateful Jews applauding their valor and praising their God.
Then they would march into the courtyard of the
king where a delighted monarch would greet them with medals of valor and
speeches of gratitude. Perhaps those pictures raced through the recesses of
their minds as they trudged back to the king's outpost.
Finally, the moment arrived. Led by General Joab,
they made their way to where the king should have been. Much to their
surprise, however, no one was there! The area was abandoned, desolate. All that
could be heard were the sobs and groans of men and women weeping. Had they not
heard? Had the word not reached their ears? They had not lost the battle.
God had intervened. The victory was theirs. The king's men had delivered the
Kingdom back to the hands of the king. But where was the king?
A somewhat nervous lieutenant makes his way towards
General Joab. "What is this, a wake?" The General rails. "Where
are the people? Where is the King? Do they not know that the trophy of victory
rests in our grasp? We should be greeted by anthems of victory; not the wailing
of mourners. Why the tears? Do the people not taste the sweetness of triumph?"
Head bowed, the lieutenant responds, "Sir, we know you have won
the battle. But the king is grieving over his son. He has been weeping for days
and simply crying in anguish, 'My son, my son.' So we have joined him in his
mourning. We are not reveling in the triumph; we are sharing in the king's
sorrow. That is the reason for the sounds you hear."
That backdrop sets the stage for today's story. And
indeed, few pictures better illustrate life as it really is, than the picture
that is painted by the strokes of the Master's brush upon the canvas of II
Samuel, chapter nineteen.
It is the story of the king's return and of three
kinds of men who are there to greet him. The portrait is vivid. The story is
interesting. The truth the story illustrates is more than interesting. It is
arresting to say the least. It is yet another act in the drama of the king,
another chapter in the unfolding of the Living Legend of David.
Our title for today's study is "The
Homecoming". Our Scripture passage will be primarily II Samuel 19 (the
entire chapter) with a few brief side trips back to chapters 16 and 17 for
clarification. Our key figures will be King David, his aide Joab, Shimei,
Mephibosheth, and Barzillai. The latter three you have probably not heard of. I
pray, however, that you won't forget them after this lesson. What they
represent bears remembering.
Certainly, the mood of a nation, a church, or any
other group can easily rise and fall in direct proportion to the mood of its
leaders. Like a mirror, the multitudes will reflect the confidence, the fear,
the hope, or the apathy of the men and women who hold their highest offices. It
is no small wonder, then, that the nation of Israel was lost in a sea of
instability as II Samuel 19 begins to unfold. You see, no one is in command
of the ship. No one. It is the type of voice of which revolutions are made.
The soldiers are weary and feel betrayed. The king is distraught and not even
coherent. The general who engineered the victory is filled with indignation
that the king they risked their lives for is too busy crying for the son who
was trying to slay him to thank the soldiers who saved him.
It would have been the perfect time for an Israeli
Fidel Castro to arrive on the scene and offer his services as the new King Kong
of the Hebrew Hierarchy. But of course, a sovereign God did not allow that to
happen. Instead, he allowed General Joab, by now not exactly a fan of the
king's, to enter into the king's chamber, throw away his case of tissues and
reacquaint him with reality. Thus we see this confrontation:
5 And Joab came into the house of the king and
said, "Thou hast shamed this day the faces of all thy servants, and the
lives of thy sons and of thy daughters, the lives of thy wives, and the lives
of thy concubines;
6 In that thou lovest thine enemies, and hatest thy
friends. For thou hast declared this day, that thou regardest neither princes
nor servants: for this day I perceive, that if Absalom had lived, and all we
had died this day, then it had pleased thee well.
7 Now therefore arise, go forth, and speak
comfortably unto thy servants: for I swear by the LORD, if thou go not forth,
there will not tarry one with thee this night: and that will be worse unto thee
than all the evil that befell thee from thy youth unto now."
8 Then the king arose, and sat in the gate. And
they told unto all the people, saying, "Behold, the king doth sit in the
gate." And all the people came before the king: for Israel had fled every
man to his tent.
Joab the politician suddenly becomes Joab the
prophet. Pulling no punches, he touches this sobbing shell of a ruler at his
most sensitive nerve. He asks, "What would it take to make you happy? For
all of us to have died, so your son who was seeking your life and ours could
have lived? Thanks a bunch, O King, thanks a bunch." With that, the
grieving David stops his sobbing and snaps back to reality. There was nothing
wrong with the grief. It was natural. What wasn't natural was that natural
grief had succumbed to unnatural grief. Mourning had degenerated into self
pity and bitterness. David no longer was even aware of what was happening.
Something had to happen to bring him back to his senses, or he would pine away
his kingdom. Joab was glad to oblige.
David, as usual, once reprimanded, responds
immediately. What a godly characteristic to have. Immediately, he dried his
eyes and went to where the people were, or at least to where they should have
been. But by now, they had fled to their tents, in confusion and unrest.
1 - The Silent Throng
Meanwhile, back in Jerusalem, chaos reigned
supreme. The people, both David's followers and Absalom's, had become painfully
aware that they were now totally
without a leader. Verse 9 pictures the void that existed back home:
9 And all the people were at strife throughout all
the tribes of Israel, saying, "The king saved us out of the hand of our
enemies, and he delivered us out of the hand of the Philistines; and now he is
fled out of the land for Absalom.
10 And Absalom, whom we anointed over us is dead in
battle. Now therefore why speak ye not a word of bringing the king back?"
So back at headquarters, the silent throng milled
about in total disbelief. It was the kind of disbelief that existed in America
when President Nixon resigned and when President Kennedy was shot. Suddenly, no
one was in charge, and for a few brutal hours, no one even seemed to notice.
Like an individual who had witnessed a horrendous crime, a nation was in shock.
Then gradually, the political nerve ends begin to regain their feeling. Now in
Israel, there is a rumbling of the multitudes and we know that either revolution
or restoration looms on the horizon.
It was David, the man whose flight had caused the
numbness, who now acts to reinject a touch of leadership into the veins of the
nation. In verse 11, he invites the people to invite him back to the palace.
11 And King David sent to Zadok and to Abiathar the
priests, saying, "Speak unto the elders of Judah, saying, 'Why are ye the
last to bring the king back to his house? Seeing the speech of all Israel is
come to the king even to his house.
12 Ye are my brethren, ye are my bones, and my
flesh: wherefore then are ye the last to bring back the king?'
And say ye to Amasa, “Art thou not of my bone, and
of my flesh? God do to me, and more also, if thou be not captain of the host
before me continually in the place of Joab?”
14 And he bowed the heart of all the men of Judah,
even as the heart of one man; so that they sent this word unto the king,
"Return thou, and all thy servants."
15 So the king returned, and came to Jordan. And
Judah came to Gilgal, to go to meet the king to conduct the king over Jordan.
So the homecoming is set in motion. But alas, in
the process, King David, who seems to have lost his knack for decision-making,
has made yet another tactical error. He did what seemed at the moment to
be politically expedient. He gave Joab's job to Amasa. It was one of those acts
of pardon designed to win the confidence of the opposition party through
compromise. Amasa, though the son of David's sister, was a captain of Absalom's
revolutionary army and thus the surviving hero to the enemy camp. David,
instead of using God's methods and God's measures, bows to the world's kind of
bribery and for the moment it works.
What poor David forgot was that God wasn't finished
with him yet. He forgot how a sovereign God had placed him in power, protected
him from Saul, forgiven his transgressions, and had just delivered him from the
cannon fire of his own son. Short memory. But then, we can relate, can't we? At
any rate, David played the odds, held out some bait to the opposition, and
wormed an invitation back to the palace. Now, the indecisive king, lured back
into reality by his angry General, gives the General's job to his arch rival,
and gains the favor of the electorate.
Back goes David to Headquarters Hill. As he is
returning, three men appear on the horizon of the king's life, three totally
different men with three totally different stories to tell. Those three men and
those three encounters make up the remainder of today's story. They form a
graphic picture in the process of the kind of men OUR King, the Lord Jesus,
will meet as He prepares to return to reign once again on planet earth. So the
story has an immediate message, and the story has an ultimate message. Watch
carefully, as King David, a type of King Jesus, deals with those who approach
him, as he is on his way to "The Homecoming".
2- The Penitent Sinner
The king is Coming Home. Enter encounter number
one. The man's name is Shimei, and here is what took place as David came to the
River Jordan on his way home:
16 And Shimei, the son of Gera, a Benjamite, which
was of Bahuria, hastened and came down with the men of Judah to meet King
17 And there were a thousand men of Benjamin with
him, and Ziba the servant of the house of Saul, and his fifteen sons and his
twenty servants with him; and they went over Jordan before the king.
18 And there went over a ferry boat to carry over
the king's household, and to do what he thought good. And Shimei, the son of
Gera fell down before the king, as he was come over Jordan;
19 And said unto the king, "Let not my Lord
impute iniquity unto me, neither do thou remember that which thy servant did
perversely the day that my Lord the king went out of Jerusalem, that the king
should take it to his heart.
20 For thy servant doth know that I have sinned:
therefore behold, I am come the first of this day of all the house of Joseph to
go down to meet my Lord the king."
21 But Abishai, the son of Zeruiah answered and
said, "Shall not Shimei be put to death for this, because he cursed the
22 And David said, "What have I to do with
you, ye sons of Zeruiah, that ye should this day be adversaries unto me? Shall
there any man be put to death this day in Israel? For do not I know that I am
this day king of Israel?"
23 Therefore the king said unto Shimei, "Thou
shalt not die." And the king sware unto him.
You get the picture. Here is David on the shores of
the river Jordan, making his triumphal return as king. The first one to greet
him on the shore is none other than Shimei. Before the entire throng, Shimei
falls down at David's feet and begs for forgiveness. Abishai, David's trusted
aide, a man not at all unlike Peter in the garden, is ready to finish Shimei
off. David refuses, and what we see here is a totally different kind of David
than we witnessed in the earlier years of his life. Having tasted of the cup of
forgiveness himself, his own ability to forgive has stretched into the mold of
the mind of God. Oh, my friend, when forgiveness of others comes hard for you,
stop and worship at the feet of the One who has so wonderfully forgiven you.
What a difference in perspective it ought to make. When you realize what it is
that David is forgiving Shimei of, this chapter in the story becomes even more
incredible. To grasp that picture, you must turn back momentarily to II Samuel
16 and look at verses 5-14. It reads like this:
5 And when King David came to Bahurim, behold,
thence came out a man of the family of the house of Saul, whose name was
Shimei, the son of Gera; he came forth, and cursed still as he came.
6 And he cast stones at David and at all the
servants of King David; and all the people and all the mighty men were on his
right hand and on his left.
7 And thus said Shimei when he cursed, "Come
out, come out, thou bloody man, and thou man of Belial.
8 The Lord hath returned upon thee all the blood of
the house of Saul, in whose stead thou hast reigned; and the LORD hath
delivered the kingdom into the hand of Absalom thy son: and behold, thou art
taken in thy mischief because thou art a bloody man."
9 Then said Abishai, the son of Zeruiah, unto the
king, "Why should this dead dog curse my lord the king? Let me go over, I
pray thee, and take off his head."
10 And the king said, "What have I to do with
you, ye sons of Zeruiah? So let him curse, because the LORD hath said unto him,
'Curse David', who shall then say, Wherefore hast thou done so?"
11 And David said to Abishai, and to all his
servants, "Behold my son, which came forth of my bowels, seeketh my life;
how much more now may this Benjamite do it? Let him alone, and let him curse;
for the LORD hath bidden him. 12 - It may be that the LORD will look on mine
affliction, and that the LORD will requite me good for his cursing this
13 And as David and his men went by the way, Shimei
went along on the hill's side over against him, and cursed as he went, and
threw stones at him, and cast dust.
Now do you get the picture? Back when David was
fleeing from the sword of his son, Absalom, surrounded by a vast array of
warriors, a wild-eyed descendant of Saul's appears from out of nowhere, cursing
the king, and throwing rocks at him in derision. Abishai was there then, too.
No wonder he was ready for a cranial amputation in chapter 19. He witnesses the
whole event and was ready to kill even then. But notice David's response:
10 Let him curse, because the LORD hath said unto
him, "Curse David."
11 Let him alone, and let him curse; for the LORD
hath bidden him.
David was aware of the permissive will of God where
the testing of the saints was concerned. He did not focus his spiritual eyes on
Shimei, but on the God who allowed Shimei to do what he was doing. To David,
all things had a purpose. Shimei wasn't the issue. God was the issue. And David
saw a sovereign God behind every event that entered his life. He could have
spoken, and Shimei would be dead, just as Jesus could have spoken and all the
angels of heaven would have rushed to His rescue in the garden. We are so quick
to use God as a sponge to mop up our enemies, when so often those enemies
are camped on our doorstep by God's divine appointment. What a contrast
there is between this David and the David in the early Psalms, as he
self-righteously demanded of God that he vindicate him before his enemies. But
ah, the later David, the forgiven David, the humbled David.
He was a different sort of a man.
The David we see in II Samuel 16 and 19 has matured
beyond the "whipping up on the enemy" stage, and is resting
comfortably in the "God is my refuge and strength" stage. Do you
grasp the difference? Have you experienced the difference? The difference is
the Sovereignty of God. Shimei was God's problem, and David saw him as God's
ordained test to see if David remembered anything he had learned in the
schoolhouse of broken hearts. David did. Shimei, like the thief on the Cross,
had nothing to offer. He was totally worthless and totally helpless. His sins
were blatant and according to the Scriptures, he who cursed the king was worthy
of death. Shimei stood on the threshold of annihilation and fell headfirst
before a merciful king and begged for forgiveness. You and I and Abishai would
have said, "Too little too late". David and God said, "Thou
shalt not die." David had heard those words before, hadn't he? No strange
coincidence that those who have been forgiven much are so much quicker to
What about you? Is there a Shimei in your life? Is
there someone who is literally cursing you and blaming you for that which you
are innocent of? Is there someone who is making your life miserable? Do the
stones they throw your way fall all about you, touching even the innocent who
walk by your side? How do you pray? That a God of power would rain down
judgment on them from Heaven and rid you of their curse? Or do you pray in a
spirit of thanksgiving that a God of mercy has brought them into your life as
part of His divine exam for entrance into the graduate school of discipleship?
They hold a test for you; they hold extra grace for you; they are a
commendation for you that you are worthy to receive unjust punishment. You walk
in Jesus' steps. What a rare privilege. David saw Shimei and forgave. Encounter
3- The Deceived Believer
Enter figure number two. Back to Chapter 19,
24 And Mephibosheth, the son of Saul came down to
meet the king, and had neither dressed his feet, nor trimmed his beard, nor
washed his clothes, from the day the king departed until the day he came again
25 And it came to pass, when he was come to
Jerusalem to meet the king, that the king said unto him, "Wherefore
wentest not thou with me, Mephibosheth?"
26 And he answered, "My lord, O king, my
servant deceived me: for thy servant said, ÔI will saddle me a donkey, that I
may ride thereon, and go to the king; because thy servant is lame.Õ
27 And he hath slandered thy servant unto my lord
the king; but my Lord the king is as an angel of God, do therefore what is good
in thine eyes.
So the second pathetic figure to greet the king is
named Mephibosheth. In II Samuel 9, you may remember, because Mephibosheth was
Jonathan's son, David had made a covenant with him and had called upon a man
named Ziba and his family to forever be Mephibosheth's servants. So here was a
man who had been granted mercy by the king, but when it came time for the
battle, he had been absent without leave. Upon the king's return, this one who
missed the conflict, and thus the victory, falls on his face before the king
and begs forgiveness. His excuse was that his servant Ziba, in an effort to
have him executed and receive his inheritance, duped him into believing he was
saddling him a horse for the battle, only to ride off on his master's horse with
his master's goodies to give King David as a gift. The ensuing scene sees David
buying the lie and giving Mephibosheth's inheritance to Ziba.
II Samuel 16:1 tells that story:
And when David was a little past the top of the
hill, behold, Ziba the servant of Mephibosheth met him, with a couple of
donkeys saddled, and upon them two hundred loaves of bread, and a hundred
bunches of raisins, and a hundred of summer fruits,
and a bottle of wine.
(Here is the world's first portable grocery store,
all merchandise borrowed without permission from his master's storehouse.)
Then in verse three, David asks the $64 question:
"Where is thy master's son?" And Ziba
said unto the king, "Behold he abideth at Jerusalem: for he said 'Today
shall the house of Israel restore me the kingdom of my father.'"
Ziba says, “David, Old Mephi's staying home from
the fray hoping your son whips up on you. But I'm loyal, even if he isn't.” Of
course, it was a horrendous lie. Ziba was guilty. Mephibosheth had listened to
his servant instead of to his king, and so he missed the battle. David
forgives, takes back half of the properties he had given to Ziba and gives them
back to Mephibosheth. But this world's goodies were not what Mephibosheth was
after. So he answers David:
30 Yea, let him take all, forasmuch as my lord the
king is come again in peace unto his own house.
The king is coming home! cries Mephibosheth. What
do possessions matter now? Well said, Mephibosheth, what do they matter indeed!
4- The Faithful Saint
The king has yet one more encounter.
31 And Barzillai, the Gileadite came down from
Rogeliam, and went over Jordan with the king, to conduct him over Jordan.
32 Now Barzillai was a very aged man, even
fourscore years old: and he had provided the king of sustenance while he lay at
Mahaniam; for he was a very great man.
33 And the king said unto Barzillai, "Come
thou over with me, and I will feed thee with me in Jerusalem."
Barzillai answers, "I'm too old to be of any
help now. Why should I be a burden? Besides, I'm ready to go home now."
36 Thy servant will go a little way over Jordan
with the king; and why should the king recompense it me with such a reward?
(Barzillai was humbled that the Master would honor him so.)
37 Let thy servant, I pray thee, turn back again,
that I may die in mine own city... But behold thy servant Chimham; let him go
over with my lord the king; and do to him what shall seem good unto thee."
And David concurred.
What a different picture! Here was a man who had
fought the good fight, finished the course, kept the faith. He had ministered
to the king, been faithful to the king, and given his life for the king. Now he
was prepared to go home. The king's coming was a joy to him. He was ready to
see the mantle of his labors passed on to another. He was ready for the Bema
seat. His work was done. What a contrast to Shimei and Mephibosheth. They came
to the Lord begging for mercy. Barzillai came to the Lord, marveling at His
Grace, overwhelmed by His love. Shimei had wasted his life. Mephibosheth had missed
the battle. Both had regrets. Both sought the king at his coming to seek
forgiveness. Both received it. Barzillai, on the other hand, was sought out
by the king, instead. He had been faithful in the few things; the king was
prepared to make him ruler over many.
The remaining verses of this chapter speak volumes
of the pettiness that divides the body of God's people. That will have to wait
till next week. There isn't time today. We must draw a net around this vivid
portrait God had painted for us of three men who confront the coming king as he
returns to set up His kingdom once again. His son was dead. Murdered by the
very ones who were entrusted to save him. Now the king was coming back, and
three men were there to greet him; three men who so typify the saints who will
meet the king of Glory when He arrives on that soon coming glorious day.
But first of all, there were the multitudes, the
silent throng. The men and women who walked the streets and considered
themselves religious. Even those who regularly paid tribute to Jehovah. They
were, the picture reveals, not ready for the king to return. Bathed in
confusion, lost in frustration, they were too occupied with their nothingness
to issue an invitation to the king, asking him to assume His rightful place as
ruler of their kingdom. They did not talk of His return. They were not prepared
for his return. And so the king, in love, received no invitation to rule, takes
the initiative and offers to them an opportunity to invite him to take His
rightful place in their lives. Wisely, they did so.
Even today, the multitudes mill about, totally
unaware that the king is coming home. Tenderly, quietly, even this moment, the
King calls out to them, "Wouldst thou have me rule over thee?" He
offers, "Let me be your King and your Lord." He will not force His
way into your life. He simply issues an invitation, asking you to ask Him to be
Lord. If you are one of the multitudes who have overlooked the greatest
headline in history, I invite you this morning to open the pages of the Word of
God, today's newspaper from the presses of eternity, and read the headline. In
bold, black type it reads, "The King is Coming! Is He Coming for
Oh, Beloved, invite Him to be seated on the throne
of your heart where He belongs. You may be one of the silent multitude, but He
sees you as though you were the only one who ever lived. He knows you by name.
He calls you by name. He loves you by name. Maybe your name is Shimei. Maybe
your entire life seems to be behind you. You, like the Apostle Paul may have
even spent your life throwing rocks at the King; cursing the King; ignoring the
King; rejecting the King. Now you realize the King is coming! You ask, "Is
it too late?" Oh no, the Living Legend of Shimei calls out to you... the
thief on the cross calls out to you. Even at this stage of your life, you can
lay down your rocks of rebellion and quietly cry out to the King, "Let not
my Lord impute iniquity unto me." The Abishai's in the crowd may not
understand, but the King will understand. He will say to you, "Thou shalt
not die. Thou shalt be with me in glory." If you are a Shimei, it is not
Or you may be a Mephibosheth, one of God's children
who simply has been misled, and missed the heat of the battle. You may have
given your allegiance to the King years ago, but now you realize that when the
King comes, you will have nothing to offer Him. You will have missed the
battle, lost your rewards, and now grieved and broken-hearted you implore the
King to restore you to that place of fellowship where you belong. You cannot
live those years again, but you can give the years remaining to walking in the
very footsteps of the King. Fear not. In love, He will restore to you the joy
of your salvation.
But wouldn't you rather be a Barzillai? Wouldn't you
rather greet the King's Coming with eager anticipation? Wouldn't you rather
than just receive a merciful pardon, move on to the place where a crown of
righteousness awaits you, even as it awaits all those who love His
appearing? God is scanning the world today looking for Barzillais. And He
is looking at you, and looking at me.
He is saying to us, any day now, "The
Homecoming" will be a reality. The Heavens will open like a golden net of
curtains, and a trumpet will sound, and in a moment, in the twinkling of an
eye, we will stand before Him. We may stand as Shimei's, last minute additions
to the kingdom, who wasted our lives living in lost confusion only to come to
Christ at the end of our pilgrimage having found his heart, but having missed
His life. We may stand as Mephibosheth's well-meaning, honorable, but
unproductive. Still He will love us. Still He will receive us.
But my friend, it is possible to appear
before Him as Barzillai. It is possible to strip away the veneer of twentieth
century Phariasaism that redefines discipleship in terms that fits Christ into
our lives at absolutely no cost to us, that rewrites the principles of
Scripture until God is at work FOR us rather than IN us, that makes Jesus a
servant at our beck and call, rather than making US HIS servants at His beck
and call. He became our servant to demonstrate our role. Now He has been
exalted and has resumed His rightful place at the right hand of the Father. The
Christian life is not membership into a country club with a new list of
privileges; the Christian life is enlistment into an army with a new kind of warfare;
a new kind of weapon; and praise God, a guarantee of ultimate victory. The cost
is great, but it is nothing compared to the price that has ALREADY been paid.
Mephibosheth realized that in the light of the
king's coming, all of his possessions were worthless. Shimei realized that
unless he received the king's forgiveness, nothing else in life would matter.
Barzillai understood even more. He understood that the king was everything. So
Barzillai was ready to go home. The king's coming was the fulfillment of his
One man greeted the king with fear. One man greeted
the king with regrets. Ah, but one greeted the king with open arms. He was
ready for The Homecoming...
Truly, this story tells us much about David. Truly,
this story tells us much about God. And truly, this story ought to tell us much
In Revelation 22 the Spirit of God writes to us
about The Homecoming. He says this:
12 And behold, I come quickly; and my reward is
with me, to give to every man according to his work shall be.
13 I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end,
the first and the last.
20 He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I
come quickly, Amen. Even so, come Lord Jesus.
Shimei cried, “Lord Jesus, come.” Mephibosheth
cried, “Lord Jesus, come.” Barzillai cried, “I have fought the fight, finished
the course, kept the faith, even so Lord Jesus, Come quickly. I am ready.”
It is to us, even this moment, that the Spirit asks
the question... “Are you ready for The Homecoming?”
Are you ready for the homecoming?
If the hour were today
Would you shout, with glad excitement
“Oh, come quickly, Lord I pray.”
Or like Shimei in terror
Would you first in panic call
“Oh, Lord Jesus come and save me
For I am not yours at all!”
Would like Mephibosheth you cry
“Oh, Lord I'm glad it's you
But Lord I missed the battle
I had other things to do.”
Or would you like Barzillai
A different story tell
As humbly you hear Jesus say,
“My child, you've served me well
You have not shrunk from duty
Nor compromised my Word
Enter now into my courts
Enter the joy of the Lord.”
You can choose which one you'll be
‘Tis not some secret story
God wants more Barzillias
To give Him yet more glory
But child, one thing is certain
A truth it's time we faced
The Homecoming's upon us...
There is no time to waste!