
Joab was told, “The king is weeping and mourning for Absalom.” And for the whole army the victory that day was turned into mourning, because on that day the troops heard it said, “The king is grieving for his son.” The men stole into the city that day as men steal in who are ashamed when they flee from battle. The king covered his face and cried aloud, “O my son Absalom! O Absalom, my son, my son!”
Then Joab went into the house to the king and said, “Today you have humiliated all your men, who have just saved your life and the lives of your sons and daughters and the lives of your wives and concubines. You love those who hate you and hate those who love you. You have made it clear today that the commanders and their men mean nothing to you. I see that you would be pleased if Absalom were alive today and all of us were dead. Now go out and encourage your men. I swear by the Lord that if you don’t go out, not a man will be left with you by nightfall. This will be worse for you than all the calamities that have come on you from your youth till now.”
So the king got up and took his seat in the gateway. When the men were told, “The king is sitting in the gateway,” they all came before him.
Meanwhile, the Israelites had fled to their homes.
Throughout the tribes of Israel, all the people were arguing among themselves, saying, “The king delivered us from the hand of our enemies; he is the one who rescued us from the hand of the Philistines. But now he has fled the country to escape from Absalom; and Absalom, whom we anointed to rule over us, has died in battle. So why do you say nothing about bringing the king back?”
King David sent this message to Zadok and Abiathar, the priests: “Ask the elders of Judah, ‘Why should you be the last to bring the king back to his palace, since what is being said throughout Israel has reached the king at his quarters? You are my relatives, my own flesh and blood. So why should you be the last to bring back the king?’ And say to Amasa, ‘Are you not my own flesh and blood? May God deal with me, be it ever so severely, if you are not the commander of my army for life in place of Joab.’”
He won over the hearts of the men of Judah so that they were all of one mind. They sent word to the king, “Return, you and all your men.” Then the king returned and went as far as the Jordan.
Now the men of Judah had come to Gilgal to go out and meet the king and bring him across the Jordan. Shimei son of Gera, the Benjamite from Bahurim, hurried down with the men of Judah to meet King David. With him were a thousand Benjamites, along with Ziba, the steward of Saul’s household, and his fifteen sons and twenty servants. They rushed to the Jordan, where the king was. They crossed at the ford to take the king’s household over and to do whatever he wished. (New International Version)

King David’s son, Absalom had become a bitter and angry man, especially toward his father. He took his time to build a conspiracy against David, in order to replace him as king. Absalom succeeded in taking Jerusalem.
However, King David escaped with those loyal to him. Although Absalom had the upper hand and could have followed through with overtaking David, a monkey wrench in counsel led to David gaining a fighting chance. It all eventually led to the death of Absalom in battle.
And this is where King David showed yet again the sort of incongruence that, it seems, only a parent can do. His loyal men won the battle, yet Absalom was slain because of Joab, the commander. David’s grief over his son’s loss was palpable; he wept and lamented, despite the great victory that had been achieved against the odds.
Indeed, David experienced the dilemma of being both a father and a king – and it ripped his heart.
Throughout the narratives of David, Joab is presented as a no-nonsense business-like guy. He didn’t have much tolerance for the touchy-feely stuff, and let the king know it. Joab often had a right assessment of things, but conversely, he often spoke and acted in a wrong manner.
Joab essentially picked up a strange parental role of scolding David into facing his present circumstance. The troops needed assurance; and it could only come from the king, whom they were fighting for in the first place.
So, David acquiesced to Joab, and took his public seat, receiving the army as victors. Yet, King David had enough of Joab’s unfeeling shenanigans, and summarily replaced him as commander of the military.
With Absalom dead, and David acting more like a king again, it isn’t long before Israel and Judah receive him back as their king, and take him to Jerusalem to once again rule over the land. David had to discover, yet again, in a new situation what it means to hold both victory and defeat, joy and sorrow, together.
It’s typical for us as biblical readers to ask, “What’s the point of the story?” We tend to like our bottom lines and neat summaries of things. After all, we’re busy people with things to do and people to see. Just give it to me straight, and I’ll go on my merry way.
But Scripture reading doesn’t work like that. It’s not fast food. Scriptural narratives require us to slowly chew on them, to sit with them for a while, and to take the time for reflection, prayer, and listening.
In doing this, we will likely discover that we could read the same story at different times and at various seasons of our lives, and come away with a different “bottom line” in each fresh reading of the text.
This is why I am a committed Bible reader (and thinker!). In some cases, I’ve read the same story hundreds of times. Nearly always, I walk away from the encounter seeing something new or discovering an insight of the text (or myself!) that I had never seen before.
So, these daily Bible reflections are my thoughts of Scripture that I had at a particular time and place. Having said that, I wonder what stirs within you as you read and encounter the story of King David after the death of his son Absalom…
Feel free to share your thoughts.
O Lord, we call upon You in times of both sorrow and joy. Give us the strength and the will to bear our heavy burdens, as well as to wisely carry our manageable ones. In all things, help us feel the warmth and love of Your divine compassion. Amen.







