It had all the elements of a riveting tale, especially if you were a boy. Wild animals, a giant, and a boy with a weapon, a boy winning out in the end.
He was in his pajamas, my own little boy was, and we had gotten the Bible story book. Starting at the beginning, going one at a time, we settled in, reached for adventure.
A battlefield, a kid, and big men who were chicken. Shouted threats and an enemy taunting. A giant tall, an imminent danger, and Little stock-still in his seat. Beside Mama by the light of the lamp.
We read it through, the true story of David. He who began as a shepherd. Just obeying his dad and herding those sheep, shooting rocks, target practice with sling. We talked it over, how there’d been lions, and great bears. How his practice, well Keep Reading…