Good morning, It is Tuesday, August 10, 2021.
I was recently reminded of a story I heard as a child that made a huge impression on me. I had not thought of the story for several years, but Pastor Kip mentioned it briefly in his sermon and I have now been thinking about it for the past couple of days.
It’s a story of jealousy and lies, of manipulation and anger. It is a story of suspense and judgment.
You will find this story in 1 Kings 3:16-28:
One day two women came to King Solomon, and one of them said: Your Majesty, this woman and I live in the same house. Not long ago my baby was born at home, and three days later her baby was born. Nobody else was there with us.
One night while we were all asleep, she rolled over on her baby, and he died. Then while I was still asleep, she got up and took my son out of my bed. She put him in her bed, then she put her dead baby next to me.
In the morning when I got up to feed my son, I saw that he was dead. But when I looked at him in the light, I knew he wasn’t my son.
“No!” the other woman shouted. “He was your son. My baby is alive!”
“The dead baby is yours,” the first woman yelled. “Mine is alive!”
They argued back and forth in front of Solomon, until finally he said, “Both of you say this live baby is yours. Someone bring me a sword.”
A sword was brought, and Solomon ordered, “Cut the baby in half! That way each of you can have part of him.”
“Please don’t kill my son,” the baby’s mother screamed. “Your Majesty, I love him very much, but give him to her. Just don’t kill him.”
The other woman shouted, “Go ahead and cut him in half. Then neither of us will have the baby.”
Solomon said, “Don’t kill the baby.” Then he pointed to the first woman, “She is his real mother. Give the baby to her.”
Everyone in Israel was amazed when they heard how Solomon had made his decision. They realized that God had given him wisdom to judge fairly.”
What an incredible story!! The real mother would have rather seen her baby go to another woman than see her beloved child cut in half. Such love!
The other women, jealous over the fact that she no longer had a child, would have rather seen the baby killed.
By the way, these two women were both prostitutes. They were sinners. Selling their bodies.
In a small way this story parallels the fight between Christ and Satan. Both are claiming that you and I belong to them. Both lay out the evidence before the Father.
Satan says “See how she fails constantly?! See how she does the very thing I whisper in her ear? See how she stumbles and falls repeatedly? See how she becomes angry? See how she judges? See how she cries and gets frustrated over the smallest things? See her addictions? See how she loves the world? See how she overeats? See how lazy she is? See her mistakes, for they number many! She is a sinner. She is selling her soul! SHE IS MINE!
Then Jesus steps forward and spreads out His arms and says “Father, see the scars on my hands! Father, see me! I love her! Yes, she is a sinner, but I purchased her soul with my blood. Her transgressions are blotted out. SHE IS MINE!"
“Father, I want those you gave me to be with me, right where I am,
So they can see my glory, the splendor you gave me, having loved me long before there ever was a world. Righteous Father, the world has never known you, but I have known you, and these disciples know that you sent me on this mission. I have made your very being known to them, who you are and what you do, and continue to make it known, so that your love for me might be in them exactly as I am in them.” John 17:24 (The Message Version)
What amazing love!! Can you begin to imagine that kind of love?! FOR YOU?
And then our heavenly Father hands down the judgment and says, “NOTHING can separate My children from My love because of you, My Son.”
Romans 8:38-39 “For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”