I want to be more heart and less attack. I’m listening to this song on repeat at Starbucks this morning and trying to keep it together as I type this. God is so speaking to me this morning. I want to shout it out and start preaching with a ventie in hand!

Listen and to the words of the acoustic version of “More heart, less attack” from Needtobreathe.

God. I really want to be the light in the crack. I want to be there for people that are about to break. May I be quick to laughter and slow to anger. May I be the David for the Mephibosheth’s out there hurting and lost.

David did this in a amazing way in 2 Samuel 9. Soon after becoming the King, he remember his vow to Jonathon, Saul’s son. Remember, Saul tried to kill him multiple times when Saul was King! Most new kings drive out everything from the former king. But David still honored his vow to his best friend and Saul’s son, Jonathon. He found the survivor of Saul’s line which was Jonathon’s grandson: Mephibosheth. David calls for Mephibosheth who was a cripple and asked him to join him for dinner. While they ate, David tells him he is restoring all the properties that would have gone to him originally as the former king’s great grandson. He also told him that he had a place at the Kings table for every meal for now on. “Shuffling and stammering, not looking him in the eye, Mephibosheth said, ‘Who am I that you pay attention to a stray dog like me’?”.

Mephibosheth’s family went from being physically and emotionally crippled and shamed, to forever changed. Their Legacy is changed forever.

What a perfect illustration of Christ. We lost our seat at the Kings table in Genesis 3. Humanity became crippled with sin and scattered from the Kings presence. But the King loved us so much, He invited us back to His table. He restored us. He invited us to bring our families in as well. He did this on the cross. Our Legacy is changed forever.

Another illustration from this is to be like David. I have so many David’s in my life. I have felt the same way that Mephibosheth has felt. Over and over again.

I dedicate this post to the ones that have been the David’s in my life. God, may I activily look for the Mephibosheth’s out there that need me today. If it wasn’t for the David’s in my life, I wouldn’t be crying at Starbucks, typing this blog while listening to the words of the song. I am sitting at David’s table. I am forever grateful to sit where Mephibosheth has sat. I am crippled and broken but fully restored.

As the song says, “Be more heart and less attack”.