King Saul had been in quite the bind. His forces had been stuck in their tracks against the Philistines, all while listening to the giant Goliath taunting them and God. But then God provided His deliverance in the unlikely form of the shepherd David. David squared off against Goliath and defeated him soundly, giving the Israelite forces the courage to charge ahead in victory. The result was a slaughter, not of the Israelites, as it had appeared, but of the Philistines.
Saul kept David with him from that day forward, and his son Jonathan and David became close friends. It was the perfect ending to the story, a Hollywood script brought to life. Except it didn’t end there.
Word spread quickly of David’s victory over Goliath. When Saul returned from the battle in victory, the women of the land came out to greet him with singing and dancing. Only they sang a song Saul did not like: Saul had killed thousands, but David had killed tens of thousands.
In that moment, the storybook ending unraveled. Saul became furious, and from this point forward, he looked upon David not with gratitude but with jealousy.
David had bailed out Saul, but that was put aside. More importantly, David had defended the honor of God and brought Him glory, but that too was forgotten. Saul should have joined in the singing of the women’s song. He should have been grateful for God’s provision in his life. But his selfishness and pride wouldn’t let him, so his downfall would continue.
How prone are you to celebrate and be thankful for someone else, even if it comes at your expense in some way? Why?