WHEN THE WOLF HOWLS – Chapter 34

Posted: January 19, 2016 in When the Wolf Howls
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WHEN THE WOLF HOWLS

Dagger for When the Wolf Howls

© by Ross Cochrane

Chapter 34

“Why did you send for Uriah the Hittite?” Absalom asked. Uriah was ushered in before his father had an opportunity to answer.

David dismissed all the preliminary greetings and said, “Tell me about the war. How much progress is being made and what is happening with Joab and my army?” He did not look directly at Uriah as he spoke and he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks.

The conversation that ensues feigns interest in the welfare of Joab but fails to seek the forgiveness of Uriah. Superficially concerned about the welfare of his people who are at war, David knows that he is neglecting the welfare of his soul, and he is desperately fighting a battle that is raging within. His unfaithfulness was to God, not only to his wives. He pushes these thoughts into the small dark corridors of his mind and tries to seal them off.

David sends Uriah to his house. He will sleep with his wife, and think the baby is his. He even sends him a gift. By this time Uriah is confused. He heard Absalom speak as he was ushered in to see the king and he begins to ask himself the same question, Why would the king summon me back from a war zone to relate how the battle is progressing? He has special emissaries for this. He seems agitated or nervous. Why did he not send me straight back to the battle?

He had not gone to his wife and did not to send for her. Married only one year, she had been so demanding that he give her a child. Having a child is so important to a woman. Bathsheba had argued with him before leaving to go to battle as if it were his fault. She makes me feel less than a man. In order to cope with this, he had poured his life wholeheartedly into his military service. At least, I am regarded with respect by my fellow soldiers. It didn’t seem right to leave his friends fighting without him, but he would remain in the palace until given permission to return to the battle. His wife need not know he was here.

Uriah lived next door to the king but he stayed the first night with the servants, the same servants who had been sent to take Bathsheba to the king. No-one wants to talk tonight. How unusual. They don’t even ask about the battle. He felt out of place and confused. Talk was not what he needed. He must sleep. He would spend the night here at the door with the servants. He could not realise that he had come from one battle zone to the next.

Somewhere in the space between wakefulness and sleep, vague shadows darted from his unconscious mind, menacing and deceptive, taunting him to vigilance. Yet strangely, Uriah had a fleeting thought that life was no longer important. He just needed to sleep and perhaps in the morning he could return to the battle. He gave way to the shadows.

He slept at the door where the king’s guards had seen his beautiful wife, Bathsheba, ushered into court so late at night, and where now these same servants looked upon her husband.

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