So the women sang as they danced, and said: “Saul has slain his thousands, And David his ten thousands.”
Then Saul was very angry, and the saying displeased him; and he said, “They have ascribed to David ten thousands, and to me they have ascribed only thousands. Now what more can he have but the kingdom?” So Saul eyed David from that day forward. 1 Samuel 18:7-9 Continue reading
Then David put his hand in his bag and took out a stone; and he slung it and struck the Philistine in his forehead, so that the stone sank into his forehead, and he fell on his face to the earth. 1 Samuel 17:49 Continue reading
Then David said to Saul, “Let no man’s heart fail because of him; your servant will go and fight with this Philistine.”
And Saul said to David, “You are not able to go against this Philistine to fight with him; for you are a youth, and he a man of war from his youth.” 1 Samuel 17:32-33 Continue reading
Then Jesse said to his son David, “Take now for your brothers an ephah of this dried grain and these ten loaves, and run to your brothers at the camp. And carry these ten cheeses to the captain of their thousand, and see how your brothers fare, and bring back news of them.” 1 Sam 17:17-18
David did not leave the house that morning to go fight a giant. Continue reading
“Hey, he was just exercising his first amendment rights! Lay off!”
“I support stone control! There are too many stones in the hands of our youth!”
“It’s an act of hate against those peaceful loving Philistines.” Continue reading
Who killed the giant?
Surly you recall the story from Sunday school or Vacation Bible School.
Only a boy named David
Only a little sling
Only a boy named David
But he could pray and sing
Only a boy named David Continue reading
As Saul watched David go out to fight the Philistine, he asked Abner, the commander of his army, “Abner, whose son is this young man?”
“I really don’t know,” Abner declared. 1 Sam 17:55
David shows up in the Israeli camp and declares that he will go fight the Philistine champion, Goliath. Continue reading
He was nobody special.
He had no formal weapons training.
He was from a small, obscure town in the countryside.
He worked for his father.
Yet he was able to conquer any fear and with confidence and a steady hand he brought down the giant. Continue reading