The name Mephibosheth means “he who scatters shame.” And that is exactly what David intended to do for the young prince, who was Jonathan’s son. In swift succession David returned to Mephibosheth all his land, crops, and servants. “Mephibosheth lived in Jerusalem, because he always ate at the king’s table. And he was crippled in both feet” (2 Samuel 9:13).
And I ask you, do you see our story in his? Children of royalty, crippled by the fall, permanently marred by sin. Driven not by our beauty but by his promise, the King calls us to himself and invites us to take a permanent place at his table. Though we often limp more than we walk, we take our place next to the other sinners-made-saints and we share in God’s glory.
Like Mephibosheth, we are children of the King.
