To Be Seen 2

What is happening in Lodebar...
That town doesn't get to be in the news often...
But on this day the kings’ heralds were in town... 
Mephiboseth was the man they sought...
 
He had been born a prince
Life happened and his royal garment got shredded 
Lodebar was the only location affordable 
A town of bareness, a place where nothing grows
 
This was his new address
Cut off from the beauty of the palace
Taken away from mingling with the creams
This became the fate of a Kings grandson
 
To make his shame more obvious
He was lame on both legs
And lacked the help of attendant slaves
I often allow my imagination paint me a picture
 
What I see of him is pathetic
He may fare better if no one knew his ancestry

At least he will avoid the goggling stares
A fall from grace, by no fault of his
 
Away from all that was familiar
Disinherited from all that could have been his
Living out his days in horrid reality
Yet; the seeing God was on his case…
 
Jehovah El Roi will cause David to remember…
Mephibosheth was to be searched out
He was to be returned to the palace
He will once again seat amongst princes

Get God to see you

Pray, fast do whatever it requires

Hagar, Mephibosheth had pleasant turn arounds

Don't end in Lodebar or keep wandering in a desert