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Series: Reclaimed - Uncovering Your Worth
Week 5: Epithet: Uriah’s Wife - Day 1
2 Samuel 23
1. any word or phrase applied to a person or thing to describe an actual or attributed quality. (1)
Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit (Galatians 5:25 NIV).
Welcome back. If you are reading this, then you have survived the first four weeks of this study. For your diligence and commitment to the journey, I applaud you. I know it’s not an easy task to allow God to part the seas of life’s busyness and walk the hard path of trusting Him amid the chaos of this world. Whether you have done every day of homework or just a few or whether you have attended Bible study once, twice, or every week, I commend you. You have opened your heart to the living God and that is always a beautiful thing. I pray that He gives you the strength you need for today, eyes to see, and ears to hear His Spirit at work in your midst. And mostly, I pray that you would partake of the manna, the daily bread, which He faithfully provides. His daily bread arrives in all sorts of forms with the freshness of the morning. It is delivered to us in the most surprising of packages.
We continue our study of these great women in Jesus’s genealogy by looking at the wife of Uriah-a woman who often remains nameless. Nameless, not to belittle or discredit her influence, but for the sole purpose of inviting us further into the warm embrace of God’s grace. If you know her story, you know, that as a result of one thoughtless and impulsive choice, her name will forever be tied to a man many of us have heard of before, David. As we examine her story, we must also enter into his. I believe that their stories will speak to our own in deep and profound ways.
I live in Scottsdale, Arizona. In the summer, we swim. We swim, because when it’s 115 degrees outside, that’s all there really is to do. Recently, we had some of our closest friends over for dinner and an evening swim. We watched and swam alongside our kids. The kids, splashing and giggling, doing tricks off our diving board, and spilling and bubbling forth joy, breathed life into our literally dried-up bones. My fourteen-month-old daughter’s favorite activity is to walk around the pool overseeing her three brothers. I followed her keeping a careful and close watch. My job was simple: to ensure that her footing was secure. I turned, for just a moment, to talk to my girlfriend and in those few seconds that my back was angled away, my daughter fell and plunged into the deep end. Then, as if a button had been pressed on a remote control, every movement became to me as if in slow motion. My attention shifted to my husband, who was sitting eight feet away from her on the ledge of the pool. I screamed, ‘‘Michael, Michael, get her!’’ He stared bac ...
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