Sometimes rehearsing God’s work among His people causes one to stop and take notice. 1 Kings 13 is the text!
15 Then he said to the man of God, “Come home with me and eat some food.”
16 “No, I cannot,” he replied. “I am not allowed to eat or drink anything here in this place. 17 For the Lord gave me this command: ‘You must not eat or drink anything while you are there, and do not return to Judah by the same way you came.’”
18 But the old prophet answered, “I am a prophet, too, just as you are. And an angel gave me this command from the Lord: ‘Bring him home with you so he can have something to eat and drink.’” But the old man was lying to him. 19 So they went back together, and the man of God ate and drank at the prophet’s home.
20 Then while they were sitting at the table, a command from the Lord came to the old prophet. 21 He cried out to the man of God from Judah, “This is what the Lord says: You have defied the word of the Lord and have disobeyed the command the Lord your God gave you. 22 You came back to this place and ate and drank where he told you not to eat or drink. Because of this, your body will not be buried in the grave of your ancestors.”
23 After the man of God had finished eating and drinking, the old prophet saddled his own donkey for him, 24 and the man of God started off again. But as he was traveling along, a lion came out and killed him. His body lay there on the road, with the donkey and the lion standing beside it. 25 People who passed by saw the body lying in the road and the lion standing beside it, and they went and reported it in Bethel, where the old prophet lived.
26 When the prophet heard the report, he said, “It is the man of God who disobeyed the Lord’s command. The Lord has fulfilled his word by causing the lion to attack and kill him.”
27 Then the prophet said to his sons, “Saddle a donkey for me.” So they saddled a donkey, 28 and he went out and found the body lying in the road. The donkey and lion were still standing there beside it, for the lion had not eaten the body nor attacked the donkey. 29 So the prophet laid the body of the man of God on the donkey and took it back to the town to mourn over him and bury him. 30 He laid the body in his own grave, crying out in grief, “Oh, my brother!”
It was Kimberly’s time to decide where we would eat supper. “How about Jumpin’ J’s?”, she said. Nancy and I agreed. Kimberly got her predictable two hot dogs and a bowl of fries that would not fit in the trunk of a big car. Nancy ordered her grilled chicken pita and I ordered a flounder plate. It was a bit over $28. I don’t know what the other cost entailed. I do know that fried flounder is “heart healthy”, and at the time I didn’t give a rip. I wanted grease. I succeeded. The flounder plate was “off the chain”!
(I wish Smith could write here and tell one of his stories [loose translation] because I am certain that he has a great dinner story that would fit right here)
Here is a little king who has built a little king altar, burning little king incense, and eat up with idolatry. God is fed up with it. God is kind enough to send a prophet, a man of God, to go and explain His displeasure regarding this little king’s activity instead of letting a lightening bolt consume his stupid self. The man of God boldly confronts the little king which I find so awesome. Not some little squeaky smiling feel-good sermon from Texas. No, he shared God’s message boldly where the whole place could hear it. His head could have rolled, yet at the moment the man of God had more respect and fear of God than of this little king. I guess when your God is bigger than any little king or little president it doesn’t matter what a little man can say or do. Little king decided to strike back at the man of God and God worked little king over. The little king was trying to deal with the paralysis of his arm. Amazing that when something happens to us, instead of repenting and getting the sin out of our life, clearing out the altar, we want relief from the circumstances not a change of heart. He wasn’t completely ignorant. He had enough sense to ask the man of God to pray for him. I wondered why little king didn’t just go over to his little king altar and put some more little king incense on it and burn it to his little king god asking it to fix this situation. Even the dumbest of us know when we need the God we are ignoring. Arm was fixed. Heart unchanged! Wow!!!!!!!
Little king asked man of God to come and eat at little king’s table. Man of God said it wasn’t what God told him to do so he refused little kings invitation. God had been clear in where he was NOT to eat dinner and it wasn’t in Beth-el or any where close to where the king was! He was honest and resolute. Way to go, man of God!
That ain’t the end of the story. Starts great but doesn’t end as well…
I observed all that, but here is what got me. It is amazing how temptation comes at you. Thus, enters the old prophet. One would figure that you could trust an old man of God. Smith, Sandifer, Collins, Hebert, Hattaway, and Kosin are a few in line in my life who are preachers and folk I respect. I come from an old tradition of when preachers, evangelists, pastors and like minded ministers were treated with respect. I also come from an age where one trusted school teachers as well. I pastor in a town that still holds high the office of pastor. Preachers should be people of integrity. I will admit that I am a sinner like the next man, however, I long to be a person of integrity.
But this old prophet was a false prophet and was the enemy’s persuading voice that led the man of God to choose to disobey God. He wasn’t much of a prophet. I want to believe that there used to be a day in the life of this prophet when his voice had some Godly zing to it, where his voice was listened to as if the voice of God was speaking. I want to believe that his legacy was not littered with this kind of testimony through out all of his ministry. His prophetic power was impotent. He held the responsibility of raising the level of righteous living, yet he did not have the integrity nor impetus to confront little king about the big sin of idolatry. God had to bring in a man from the outside to do that work. Instead of helping the man of God stay on track he, being filled with lies himself, deceived the man of God. I want to believe that the old prophet knew the man of God was thirsty from the trip and he genuinely wanted to help him with refreshment. I want to believe that he had some genuinely good reason to help the man of God. There are some places a man of God needs to stay away from. Obeying God is better than sacrifice. Ultimately, the man of God yielded to the old prophet’s desires and he disobeyed God’s command on his life. I wonder on judgment day as we stand before God and give an account, how will we stand on how we have used our influence as ministers of God?
I hope dinner was good. It was his last. He saddled his donkey, headed toward home, and before the smell of dinner got off his hands a lion had killed him. Big God told man of God what to do. Man of God didn’t listen and it cost him his life. They reported to the old prophet what had happened. He went gathered up his body and buried it in his grave.
Ate. Drank. And was Merry.
Dead. Buried. Buried in a strange place.
Unfortunately, I know some contemporary versions of the same story. I will leave it at that!
I want to end well! God help me to listen to you. Help me to use my influence well.