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King Saul dressed David in his own armor and sword, but if David stood any chance against his opponent, he would have to forgo this honor.
Instead, David carefully chose five smooth stones from a small stream. One would be enough to take down this giant, but he was unsure if the Philistines would honor the arrangement or if any of Goliath’s four brothers would seek swift vengeance. The tranquility of the stream seemed out of place amid the two opposing armies bent on war and death.
Tension from the residing soldiers filled the hills on either side of the valley. The smell of sweat and leather mingling with a few open camp fires made its way to the barren battlefield. The sharp sound of metal against the grindstone pierced the air as men prepared their wares, poised for whatever would happen next.
All of Israel held its breath as this youth, not yet a man, stepped away from the safety of the encampment on to the awaiting battlefield.
The hot breeze brought David no relief under the unrelenting sun in the cloudless dessert sky. Facing this leviathan, David became painfully aware of the task before him.
His quiet heart quickened its pace. The serenity of the stream forgotten.
Though still a ways off, Goliath’s fierce voice could be heard, “Am I a dog, that you come at me with sticks?”
David’s heart blistered with anger as this cur called upon his false gods to curse David. Worthless curses falling on desolate thrones.
“Come here,” Goliath spat, “and I’ll give your flesh to the birds and the wild animals!”
Goliath’s thirst for blood seemed matched by the very ground beneath his feet. Soon, it would drink it’s fill.
David’s steady voice was heard by all, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves; for the battle is the Lord’s, and He will give all of you into our hands.”
Goliath’s well trained body sprung into action. His murderous gaze devoring David’s small frame.
His devilish grin already celebrating victory as his war cry cut through the silence.
With the power of God pulsing through his body like a torrent, David knew he could take down the entire Philistine army with the handful of stones in his pouch.
David didn’t realize he was sprinting forward until he was within range of his foe. His adept hands made quick work of his sling and stone without his eyes ever leaving the massive target raging toward him.
The stone flew with deadly accuracy and speed.
The Philistine managed last thought before he fell. “Impossible…”
The earth trembled as Goliath’s behemoth body collided with the ground, sending a great cloud of dust into the wind.
Without stopping, David’s legs carried him swiftly forward. Unsheathing his enemy’s eager sword, David sheared Goliath’s head from his body with one sudden stroke, ensuring the demise of his collapsed opponent.
For a moment, David marveled at the sight before him, praising the Lord in his heart. All around him men stood frozen, no breaths could be heard, only a harsh breeze carrying the remnants of Goliath’s dust across the valley.
David stood, lifting Goliath’s severed head high for all to see. The Philistines dropped their weapons, turned on their heels, ran up and out of the valley. A powerful, almost unearthly cry filled the air.
“FOR THE GLORY OF THE LORD, TAKE THEM!”
It wasn’t until the first of the Israelite soldiers rushed past him, that David realized the cry came from his own lips. Still grasping Goliath’s head, David retrieved his fallen opponent’s sword and returned to the encampment. The sounds of battle bellowing behind him, the cries of Philistine men begging for mercy.