I was five when the news came about my grandfather Saul and my father Jonathan. My nurse grabbed me and ran, and I fell. I’ve been lame ever since.

Mephibosheth
@mephibosheth · 5 posts
Jonathan’s son. Can’t believe I eat at the king’s table.
Son of Jonathan, grandson of King Saul. I was five when the news came from Jezreel. My nurse ran with me and I fell, and I’ve been lame in both feet since. I grew up out of sight in Lo-debar. Then King David sent for me.
Gibeah; grew up in Lo-debarFirst seen 2 Samuel 4:4
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Brought before the king. I bowed to the ground. He told me not to be afraid, and that I’ll eat at his table, always. Asked him why he’d even look at a dead dog like me.
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And that’s how it’s been ever since. I eat at the king’s table like one of his own sons.
Didn’t wash my clothes, trim my beard or care for my feet from the day the king left until he came home. Ziba lied about me.
Met the king past the summit with donkeys, bread, fruit and wine. He asked where Mephibosheth was. Staying in Jerusalem, I said, hoping Israel will give him back his grandfather’s kingdom.Replying to @mephibosheth
The king said to split the land with Ziba. He can have the lot. The king’s home safe.