Jesus Isn't Decaf (By Naomi Meyers)

For the first time in his life, Samuel wished his hearing was faulty. He wished he hadn’t heard the words. Wished he didn’t know they were true. The news had broken his heart. Ignited his indignation. Had him on his knees, crying out to God all night long. Saul had failed. Epically. Willfully. He hadn’t followed the explicit instructions handed down by God through Samuel. He had chosen disobedience. He had rejected God’s authority. Then proudly strutted home to erect a monument in his own honor. The very idea gutted Samuel. As he approached the place where the monument stood and the sacrifices were being made, he once again wished his hearing wasn’t quite so keen. He wished he couldn’t hear the bleating of the sheep and bellowing of cattle punctuating the impending fall of King Saul.

The instructions hadn’t been difficult. A child could have followed them. Go and attack the Amalekites. Destroy everything. All of it. People. Animals. Leave nothing alive. Not a puny kid. Not a pretty girl. Not a fat lamb. Annihilate it all. Win the war. Leave the spoils. It wasn’t meant to be difficult. They were simple instructions. Yet grown men had failed. Their greedy eyes had latched onto the robust livestock and all was immediately lost. Not the battle. God won that. No. Saul and his men had lost the war. The war within themselves to choose who they would serve, who they would follow, who they would obey.  

It was a fantastic opportunity. One that didn’t come along every day. Or week. Or month. Or year. The men couldn’t remember the last time the spoils of war had been of such great quality. Sheep clothed in thick, fluffy wool. Rambunctious young rams eager to show off their strength.  Hearty oxen ready to work. Healthy cattle for growing herds, providing food, and offering sacrifices. It was all too good to pass up. They couldn’t leave it behind. In the aftermath of their glorious victory, they dealt themselves a crushing defeat. Rounding up as many good-looking livestock as they could, Saul and his soldiers collected their other souvenir, King Agag, and headed back home.

Disappointment and anger warred inside Samuel upon hearing the news of Saul’s defection. Sadness that Saul had failed to carry out God’s instruction and would be rejected as king weighed heavily on his heart. He spent the night in prayer. Desperate, aching prayers on Saul’s behalf. A second chance. A different opportunity. It wasn’t to be. The decision was made. Had been made the moment Saul chose to allow his men to plunder the spoils. He hadn’t stood up against them. Hadn’t been the leader they needed. Had willfully fallen right in with the disobedient, thieving lot. Worse, he’d made excuses for them. 

Confronting an exuberant Saul at the foot of his own monument, Samuel was even more grieved to hear those flimsy excuses. Saul assured him God’s instructions had been carried out meticulously. He’d personally brought back only King Agag. That was reasonable, right? And the boys had simply brought back a few choice animals for sacrifices. And it was all their idea. They basically made him allow it. None of this was his fault. He hadn’t done it on purpose. He’d been forced, coerced. He’d actually done very little besides watch the goings on. Surely he could still be king! He’d followed instructions. He’d only brought back King Agag. The men had brought the rest. For sacrifices to God. There was surely redemption in that. Wasn’t there? 

Unfortunately for Saul, the excuses amounted to nothing. He was king. He had the authority. He was responsible for leading the people. He called the shots, gave the commands, ordered their actions. He was the one who had been given God’s instructions. He was the one who knew their exact verbiage. He was the one responsible for ensuring they were carried out to the letter. And Saul had failed. He had chosen to give in to the pressure of the people. He had chosen to follow the desires of his own heart. He had chosen to edit God’s instructions and write in a few lines of his own. The consequences would be grave. He would suffer. Silence would echo from the heavens. Fear would radiate from within. He’d spend an inordinate amount of time obsessed with annihilating his God-appointed successor. Posterity would be left to shake their heads in amazement at his brazen defiance and echo Samuel’s question as he faced Saul down at Gilgal, “Why didn’t you just obey God?” (I Samuel 15:1-29; 18:10-11; 19:9-11; 22:6-19)  

 It seems like such a simple task. At a time when God spoke to the kings through His prophets, Saul should have been overjoyed to hear the words of the Lord granting him victory against the Amalekites. They had a history of tormenting and opposing the people of Israel. Their first attack occurred when the Israelites already had more than enough to deal with. Having recently escaped slavery in Egypt, they wondered where they were going, how they would get food, where they’d find water. The people hadn’t the wherewithal to fend off an attack at that time in their lives. Amalek clearly knew and chose that moment of supposed weakness to mount a surprise attack. 

The surprise was on them. Israel wasn’t traveling alone. They weren’t helpless. God was on their side. The power of God gave Joshua and his men victory over them. They won the battle, but didn’t annihilate the Amalekites. It wasn’t the day for that. But God promised to have His due. He’d sworn Amalek’s demise. Being called up as part of that plan should have been such a magnificent honor that Saul meticulously followed God’s instructions. He didn’t. Instead he served up a heaping pile of rebellion and defiance. He rejected God’s instructions, effectively ejecting God from His place of authority among the people, throughout the kingdom, within Saul’s own heart. (Exodus 17:8-14; I Samuel 15:22-23)

As with many Biblical accounts, it is ridiculously easy for us to settle back in our easy chairs and huff in disgust that Saul would choose not to obey God. We vividly see all the flaws and shortcomings. We see the excuses for what they are. We wonder why Saul, as king, didn’t use his authority to command those men to do, or not do, something different. Something like leave the spoils alone. Something like slaughter the fattened calves where they stood. Something like following God’s instructions, no more, no less. But what position was he in to do so? He had his own trophy. King Agag. I’ve read and reread the account. There’s nothing mentioned about bringing back a trophy king. God didn’t instruct that. Saul was just as guilty as the rest of them. He brought a king. They brought a farm. Nobody did the right thing. No one obeyed. And Saul didn’t attempt to make them do so. In fact, it appears he led the way in disobedience. So where does Saul get off thinking he can blame others for his own choices? Why doesn’t he immediately take responsibility for his own actions and inactions? More importantly, why didn’t he fastidiously follow the instructions God gave and command his men to do so as well? 

Why don’t you? Seriously. Why don’t you fastidiously follow God’s instructions yourself? What is in your heart that makes you choose a different option? Although we will never know exactly why Saul made the choices he made, we can search our own hearts and know what is there that makes us shy away, run away, choose to defy the directions God gives us. Because we do. All of us do. At some point in our lives, we hear God speak, don’t love His instructions, and try to do a little text edit of our own. It never works. Ever. Our ideas are not better than God’s. Ever. Our vision is shortsighted where His is farsighted. He’s planning for a grand future. We are setting up our current comfort. Even if we think our edits are fine, they aren’t. We will never benefit by failing to obey God, altering His instructions, or taking our own path to get where He’s telling us to go. It simply won’t end well. Disobedience never does. And there’s no excuse for it. Ever. (Romans 3:23; 6:23; Proverbs 14:12; Psalm 37:23; Isaiah 55:2-3; Jeremiah 16:12; Deuteronomy 13:4)

Unlike the days of Samuel and Saul, there’s no barrier between you and God. You don’t have to get your directions through a third party, phone a prophet, ask the priest. There’s no excuse of something being lost in translation. God will speak His words, His directions, His will directly. To you. And you will know it is His voice. You will know the commands are from Him. You will know exactly what He is telling you to do. There will be no excuse not to do it. So why don’t you? Why do you comb through God’s instructions and pick and choose which parts you’d like to follow? Why do you bend and bow to the ideas and opinions of others instead of simply following God’s commands? Why don’t you walk in such a way that you lead others to follow Him rather than follow others as you walk away from Him? Why don’t you search your heart and honestly answer these questions? Frankly, friend, why don’t you obey God? (Ecclesiastes 12:13-14; Jeremiah 17:9; Mark 7:21-22; James 1:14-15, 22; Luke 11:28; John 10:27; 14:21; Acts 5:29; Romans 12:2)