My heart continued to bleed from the wound inflicted on it by the loss of my husband from whom I could not be separated. I lost my appetite; sleep eloped from me.
In the middle of one night, I sat on my bed and wrapped myself in a blanket, only my face was exposed; my pain lingered on. A royal fiat had uprooted me from my peaceful home into the midst of palace competitors.
Suddenly, I heard a still small voice that said, "Stop crying over spilled milk. You've now been transplanted here. Therefore, be occupied with how to bloom in your new environment.
You've had some experience in your former home. Combine it with your skill to stand out and stand right."
A cool breez enveloped my heart and a perfect peace overtook me completely.
I decided to follow the instruction.
Skill and experience notwithstanding, I needed a through knowledge of my new home. I began to study the background and lifestyle of each and everyone, including the Queens. I began with the first and continued in chronological order.
Michal was the first of the king's wives. It was clear to me that she had royal blood running in her veins and arteries. Her heart and mouth carried poison against the king; this flowed freely out against many things the man loved. She was an embodiment of arrogance. Until the time I was transplanted into the palace, she was without a child.
I would not say many things on this; I was also barren in my former home.
Ahinoam, the Jezreelitess was the next wife. She was an expert in keeping numerous friends. Her home was always at the mercy of committee of friends; she danced to every music of advice they played.
Abigail, a woman of great understanding, came after her. She was skilled in child training. She sheltered her children away from competition for thrown and corruption.
She was good at warding off evil and preserving her life and those of her children. I loved her because of her good attributes; I learnt many things from her.
However, she was not so much concerned with the king's welfare because of the fear of competitors; she was submissive.
Maacah was the fourth wife; a paragon of beauty. She spent most of her time glazing at a mirror to apply make-ups in an attempt to maintain her beauty. She also concentrated on what to wear.
A princess, the daughter of Talmai,, king of geshur. Everyone in the palace was aware of her pursuit because her motto was "I was a Princess, now a king's wife and a would-be king's mother".
She was an ardent supporter of her children on any rift among Princes and Princesses.
Haggith, the fifth wife, believed in law. She was a specialist in "what does the law say?" Her conversation was saturated with "By law... or the law says..." and was ready to support only what was legal.
The rest wives were engaged in other unhealthy rivalry like "who owns the husband?".
I occupied the tenth position as a queen, without any hope of amounting to anything. My refuge seemed to be nowhere; so, I decided to
* concentrate on the love of my husband's God;
* understand the law of that God and live by it;
* emulate matriach Sarah who called her husband "my lord";
* be like Leah who decided to praise God on the birth of her fourth son, Judah, a man of destiny.
I praised and worshipped God together with a skillful singer and instrumentalist, king David. His God was pleased with me and blessed me with a wise son.
In the evening of my life, my husband called me and said, "As the Lord lives,...just as I swore to you by the Lord God of Israel, saying, 'Assuredly Solomon your son shall be king after me, and he shall sit on my throne in my place.' so I certainly will do this day."
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