I Can’t Fathom it.

 David is great in the Bible. This greatness however,  does not derive from His unlikely defeat of the giant, or his vast armies and kingship. David’s greatness is not even because of his fancied possessions or wealth. 

David is great because he trusted God. 

In 1 Chronicles 17, the Lord spoke through the Prophet Nathan to David. (8-15) He told him that God is with him. He said that his lineage will be made great. That He will appoint him, plant him, protect him. He promised David His provision, confirmation, and His Fatherly love. He said to David that He promised that he would be in the House of the Lord at the end of his life and that David would dwell in the Kingdom of the Lord forever. 

David can’t fathom it. (16) The words that are spoken through the prophet can’t reach the comprehension of David’s mind. But despite the lack of his flesh’s understanding, his heart rejoices. It’s as if his ears knew he was created by The One Who speaks these promises. As though his soul leaps for joy at the knowledge that it’s destiny is Heaven.

David stands dumbfounded in the aftermath of hearing the covenant. “Who am I, O Lord God,”. He can’t understand why the Lord would do this for a lowly servant like him. Why would He pronounce his greatness. Why would He show him future generational blessings and make known the redemption awaiting his people? 

But the Spirit pierces through the confusion to the heart of David, and reveals that the covenant was never sealed by the blood of the servant. These promises are marked by the heart of the God who loves David “according to His own heart” (19). 

David trusts this love. He doesn’t question it. The inheritance of a heavenly kingdom & blessings over thousands of generations sounds impossible. It’s sounds farfetched and out of reach. 

But the Lord has brought grace near. The blessings of the covenant are in reach. For David. For me. For you. For us.

I am not a King over a nation, facing battles of swords, desperate for victory over surrounding nations. But I am a human, facing battles of my flesh and spirit, in desperate need for daily victory over the flesh. 

I am not a ruler in need of blessings over my offspring, inheriting my throne. But I am a human, in need of a supernatural love that can prompt me to igniting the flame of generational blessings to my family. 

I am not inscribed in the book of 1 Chronicles pitching a tent for the Ark of the Covenant, commanding the Levites to carefully carry the in dwelling of The Spirit. But I am a human, written in the book of life, walking with The Spirit within me. 

I am not David. But I am too, dumbfounded. 

The same Lord who made a covenant with David, made a covenant with me. The son has made me great. Through Christ Jesus I have also been appointed, planted, established, and protected. I am loved by the same Heavenly Father as David. I am confirmed by His word, that I too, am taking part in the inheritance. I too, will dwell in the house of the Lord forever, and ever. 

I can’t fathom it. 

How could the Lord do this for a servant like me? 

His covenant speaks from age to age. From generation to generation. From nation to nation. The promise has been brought near to me, a lowly servant, by the blood of Christ. It give me courage (25) to be great like David. Great, because of my trust in the promise. Great, because of my trust in the covenant. 

The King of Kings promises me great things.

I can’t fathom it.

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