1 Samuel 17:47 And that all this assembly may know that the LORD saves not with sword and spear. For the battle is the LORD’s, and he will give you into our hand. (ESV)
The word was out: Samuel had chosen their very first king. And so the people came from all over to find out who it was going to be. And there were no hotels large enough to accommodate a crowd that size, and so they brought their sleeping bags, tents, and pads. And when everyone had arrived, Samuel stood up on a platform to introduce the family of Jacob to their new leader. “Meet Saul,” he said, “your king.”
“Saul? Who is Saul?” The people asked each other. “Does anyone know an important person named Saul?” They thought the king would be someone rich or powerful, smart or well-known.
And so they were all surprised when a simple man from the family of Benjamin stepped out from behind a pile of sleeping bags and said, “Hi everyone, I’m Saul.” But their disbelief did not last long. Saul was tall and handsome, with large arms, broad shoulders, a square chin, and a round head that seemed built to wear a crown. Maybe Saul wasn’t famous or rich, but he was strong from years of hard work. Which made him look like a warrior, like someone who could really fight for them.
And he did. Like Samuel predicted, Saul became a great warrior king who fought bravely and boldly for the people. And the people rallied behind him. They served him, followed him, and went to war for him. And while having the people support him like this was really helpful, it was also really complicated. Because it is no easy thing to ask a person to go to war.
At first, Saul truly believed God would help them win all their battles. But Saul was wrong. Sometimes they lost, and a lot of people died. Sometimes they won, and still a lot of people died. Saul’s life had been so simple before. Before he became king, he only worried about his land and his animals. Now he had to worry about everyone’s land and everyone’s animals. Before he prayed for rain, now he prayed for life. Before, he only had to protect a few sheep. Now he was responsible for tens of thousands of people.
As a warrior king, Saul had to slaughter livestock and burn cities. He saw friends die, armies fall, and battlefields covered in blood. So much death, so much suffering. And when the family of Jacob won, Saul thanked God. And when they lost, Saul wondered what they’d done wrong. Why hadn’t God helped them win? God wasn’t knocking down walls or sending plagues or parting seas anymore. Winning felt harder than it should.
And so Saul became practical. Maybe God would help them, maybe he wouldn’t. And since they couldn’t count on God to save them, they had to take responsibility for winning their own wars. They had to make their own plans, fight their own battles, and be their own heroes.
Saul trained his soldiers harder and harder. He developed supply lines and appointed commanders. Because he thought that if they fought well enough, smart enough, and strong enough, one day all the fighting and bleeding and dying would come to an end. And then, there would be peace. But that never seemed to happen. And right after one war ended, another began.
And this new war was against a new army led by a new warrior. But this time, the warrior was even taller than Saul, a lot stronger, and better at fighting. His name was Goliath. And if that sounds like the name of a giant, that’s because it was.
Goliath was ginormous, scary, and strong. And the family of Jacob was pretty tired of war and very afraid of fighting a giant. And so when Goliath made Saul an offer, Saul listened: Instead of the two armies clashing and thousands dying, the family of Jacob could simply send their strongest warrior to face Goliath. And the two of them would fight, and the winner would decide the entire battle, the entire war. One person would die instead of many.
Saul was the tallest, strongest, and best fighter in his entire army. He would have to face the giant. But if he faced the giant, he would probably lose. And if he lost, it was the end of his army, his kingdom, everything. The family of Jacob would become slaves again to a foreign nation. “God,” said Saul, “I don’t know if you’re listening, but if you are, I could really use your help.” He waited for a moment, but nothing happened. No answer, no miracle.
In truth, Saul hadn’t really expected much. He was used to taking care of himself. But this time was different. He didn’t know what to do. On the one hand, he didn’t think he could defeat a giant alone. On the other hand, he didn’t want a bunch of people to die in his place. On the other, other hand, he didn’t want his people to be slaves again. On the other, other, other hand, if he wasn’t brave enough to face a giant, what would everyone think? Saul was stuck. And so he did nothing. And the armies just sat looking at each other, waiting for Saul to make up his mind.
Forty days passed by, and everyone just kept waiting and waiting and wondering what Saul would decide. But all that was about to change because a young shepherd boy named David was just arriving with some cheese. He was part of the supply chain. Not a captain, not a soldier, just a regular boy who was delivering some food. But when he saw Saul’s predicament, he had an idea. “I’ll fight Goliath,” he said. Now this sounded ridiculous because David was not tall or particularly strong. He didn’t look kingly or fearsome. His only experience fighting was warding off wild animals that occasionally attacked his sheep.
Saul tried to explain, “This is a terrible idea. Chasing away wild animals is nothing like fighting a giant. Why do you think you even have a shot?”
David shrugged and replied, “The God who rescued me from the paws of lions and the claws of bears will rescue me from the hand of this giant.”
And what was most remarkable was the way David spoke. It was simple. Like he believed every word he said. And it reminded Saul of himself when he was younger and less experienced. Before all the war and death. Before the victories and the defeats. Before he’d given up always relyingied on another miracle.
But here was a boy who believed so simply and purely that Saul was unable to say no. Hearing David made Saul want to believe again — believe in the boy and believe in the God that the boy believed in. The God who still performed miracles. The God who fought for the family of Jacob. The God who answers prayers.
And so Saul did a remarkable thing. Even though David was young, and weak, and inexperienced, even though it was a very bad strategy to risk the freedom of every single person in the family of Jacob, Saul said, “Okay.” And he gave his own armor to David. “Fight for our people,” he said. “If you win, we will be free. And if you lose, we will all become slaves. But I believe in you. Somehow, I believe you will win. I don’t know why, when it seems so impossible, but I do. So go, take my armor, and fight.”
But Saul’s armor was too big, and so David went to fight Goliath without any armor at all, carrying only a stick and his slingshot. Was it brave or remarkably stupid? The people weren’t sure. And they held their breath as they watched David approach the giant. There was something about the way he ran towards it, so confident and unafraid. He knew he would win. And for just a moment, Saul saw himself in the child. Young again, with a pocket full of faith. Off to find some lost donkeys. And Saul prayed for the boy., “God be with you, my son,” he said.
And David hurled a single stone right at the giant. And somehow, the rock hit its mark, and Goliath fell to the ground dead. The battle was over before it had begun. David had won. And the family of Jacob breathed out a collective sigh of relief. The Promised Land rang with their cheers. The God who had defeated giants before had done it again, right in front of their eyes.
And the family of Jacob cheered louder for David, the miracle worker. David, the giant slayer. David, their savior. And they cheered for Saul the King, who saw strength where others saw weakness, faith where others saw simplicity, and victory where others saw defeat. Louder and louder they cheered. They cheered for David, who never doubted. And they cheered for Saul, who doubted but still chose to believe.
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