A field of blood, bodies litter the ground, strewn all over the field in death and dying positions, arrows in the ground, smoke billows to the skies. This is Engedi .The wounded taking care of the dying, The medicine men attended to their survivors ,stepping over the bodies of the dead. A great battle has been fought here.
On the south side of the field, are several tents, a prominent stands out from the others that flank it, two heavily armed guards stand outside the entrance.
A small donkey trots towards the tent, on it , a greying man,face etched with wisdom, this is SAMUEL the last judge of Israel, God’s voice to the people. He is old, he is tired. His official duties reduced when he annointed a King the people had demanded for many years ago. As he aks this all in he wonders if he made a mistake
Edging closer, he comes to a halt as a herd of rams being led by an agitated looking soldier who must have drawn the short straw, almost runs him over.
The soldier ,sees who it is, and falls to his knees lowers his face apologising profusely. Samuel waves him off, and continues as the young militant chases after the ram
Samuel halts at the regal tent, which has two guards waiting outside, their chests shoot out in attention when they see him. He walks in.
Inside , a lean strong handsome young man, piercing hazel eyes sits upon a throne. He is conversing with an equally regal looking men, much older, fat cat ,with tanned skin of , the Amalekite king he had just done battle with.
Seeing Samuel he rises to his feet, and welcomes him in like a proud child expecting praise. My Leige, welcome,have you come to offer sacrifice. The bleating of sheep from outside leaks into the room.
Where did all this come from?
“From the battle,, its the spoils of war . Enought to sacrifice to the Lord, thanking him for victory, and for he men to take home to feast with their families”
Samuel’s brow forrows
“You were told to destroy everything”,
“i just thought that”
“Everything Saul. The instruction was very clear”
“Surely, a there’s nothing wrong with wanting to sacrifice to the Lord in gratitude”
“To obey is better than sacrifice, and to hearken better than the fat of rams”
Saul is silence, his face falls , Samuel walks away leaving Saul standing silent. Samuel swiftly walks back in ,making a beeline for the obese man delightfully snacking on a huge drumstick and sum clueless at what this old man wants from them. He raises his hand to reveal a large sword that comes down as swiftly as it appeared. The wine spill to the ground, Blood flies across the room staining the tent
“The act you failed to obey, has caused another to be anointed as King, the Lord has left your home”
Samuel walks out of the room, the blood mixed with wince pooling around the headless corpses, and diverts coursing its way towards his feet, the light in his eyes fizzle out.