“Prince Uriah,” Uriah spun around as he heard the familiar voice, “it’s so good to see you.”
King David strode into the open courtyard of his council chamber, a smile spreading across his red-bearded face. Though now dressed in the fine robes of a king well-accustomed to living in a palace and sleeping in a soft bed, Uriah could still see the young commander of four-hundred half-starved and angry Israelite peasants. What a strange and wonderful man he had been those many years ago, leading his ragtag band of the discontent throughout Israel, attacking her enemies at will all while keeping just beyond the reach of Israel’s former king, Saul. Uriah smiled. No matter how much he changed, Uriah knew the old David could never be completely lost in the comforts and safety of palace living.
The two long-time friends embraced each other in greeting, something few could get away with in Israel, even with a king not given to formality.
“My King,” Uriah stepped back with a smile, “I can see you’ve been enjoying your time away from battle.” He put his hands around his stomach. “You’ve grown into quite the king.”
“Grown is certainly true,” David agreed with a sigh. David turned and took a step towards one of the many hallways intersecting at the courtyard. “Come, you must be worn out from your ride. I will have a hot bath prepared for you, then we’ll eat and you can inform me about the siege.” He paused and looked back to Uriah, who hadn’t moved yet. “And if I know soldiers, I’m sure you’ll be wanting to see your wife tonight. What was her name, again?”
Uriah cleared his throat uncomfortably and looked away from King David, “My King, I mean no disrespect, but I really must return as quickly as possible. Here is the message General Joab sent. Now, if I might share details of the war effort…”
David took the scroll from Uriah’s hand, and reached his arm around Uriah’s shoulders. “I am the king, and I change any orders you may have received from your general. You must dine with me here in Jerusalem.” He took his arm away. “Uriah, I know you have been one of Israel’s greatest assets, and I wish you to receive rest and enjoyment. And, besides, I’m the king, so you will do what I ask.” He smiled and then beckoned Uriah to follow him out of the courtyard. “Come, I’ll take you to the baths.”
Tags: 2 Samuel, David, honor, Old Testament, sacrifice, Uriah
