
King solomon
1 Kings 3:5-15
Seeing Barack Obama taking the oath at his inauguration the other day I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. He has had a tremendous moment of triumph – the very first African American to become President of the USA - but now the work begins. He is a man of great idealism, but now his ideals will be tested by the realities of politics. Someone once said, “Politics is the art of the possible” ( actually it was Bismarck who first said this). You can’t be in politics if you are unable to compromise.
People’s expectations of Obama are so high. He needs wisdom, and humility, and faith, to bring him through. And we should pray for him.
I also couldn’t but help thinking of King Solomon who, you will recall, was in a similar situation and prayed that God would give him, not wealth or power, but wisdom to know how to rule his people.
There is quite a lot about Solomon in the Second Book of Chronicles and the First Book of Kings – all about his achievements, his wisdom, his wealth, his power.
What we really need at this point is an overview of his life. So, with a bit of imagination, let us step into Solomon’s sandals. Let’s imagine how he might have viewed things towards the end of his life as he looked back over his achievements and failures. We can use the Book of Ecclesiastes to guide us here. (Many scholars believe that Ecclesiastes was written by Solomon, towards the end of his life.)
Solomon’s story
I am Solomon, son of David, king in Jerusalem. My empire is wide – from the mighty River Euphrates, to the land of the Philistines, and down as far as the border with Egypt. All the kings of Arabia pay tribute to me – 23 tons of gold per year! During my reign I have been immensely wealthy. Gold is plentiful, silver is regarded as a common metal and cedar wood just like common fig wood. But, you know, I have found no satisfaction in my wealth. It all seems empty – all is vanity.
Nor have I found happiness in the pursuit of pleasure. I enjoyed the finest of food, wore the most sumptuous garments and was entertained by the most skilled musicians, dancers and poets. I was attended by the most beautiful women. Indeed, I had at one time 700 wives, all of royal birth from the surrounding nations, as well as 300 concubines. There really was nothing a man could want that I lacked. But I was not happy – there was no real satisfaction, all was vanity.
I had wide interests: the pursuit of knowledge took up a lot of my time. I became a philosopher and scientist. I studied trees and herbs, animals and birds, reptiles and fish. I sought out knowledge and wisdom, but it didn’t make me happy.
I was renowned for my wisdom in judging the people. On one occasion two prostitutes were disputing about the ownership of a baby. I ruled that the child should be cut in half and shared between the two. Immediately one of the women said, “Don’t do it, don’t kill him! Let her have him, but don’t kill him.” But the other woman said, “Cut him in half! If I can’t have him I don’t see why she should.”
I knew then which woman to give the baby to. The first one, even if she was not the real mother, was the one who deserved to bring up the child – rather than the other prostitute who was a bitter and hard-hearted woman.
The people were in awe of my ability to administer justice. They came from far and wide to see me. Even the Queen of Sheba came, all the way from southern Arabia. She brought vast wealth – four tons of gold as well as gem stones and precious spices. She tested me with hard questions: about philosophy, about God, about the natural world, and also about the world of trade and politics. And she admitted that she was impressed.
Now, I don’t want you to think I am boasting. All that I have said is true. I’m just trying to get you to see that none of this adulation brought me true joy or meaning to life. All was vanity.
Youthful hope
When I was a young man God had appeared to me in a dream. He said to me, “Ask for whatever you want”.
I said, “ Now, O Lord my God, you have made your servant king in place of my father David. But I am only a little child and do not know how to carry out my duties.
Your servant is here among the people you have chosen, a great people, too numerous to count or number. So give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between right and wrong. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?” (1 kings 3:7-9)
At that point I felt that I really needed wisdom and discernment more than anything else. And God was pleased to gave it to me – as well as wealth, power, and honour.
If only I had continued in the way I started! I was humble then. I really wanted God’s help and guidance. I wasn’t seeking a life of pleasure and dissipation. But later that’s what I came too. And it was worse than that – it wasn’t just worldliness. You see: I compromised my faith in the Lord.
Middle age compromise
Now, politics is the art of the possible - you do have to make compromises. And I had to make alliances with Egypt, and with the Hittites, and Sidonians, and numerous other nations, if I was to consolidate my power. That was the reason for all those wives. (Did you think it was just that I liked women? ) You see, you make an alliance by marrying the daughter of the king of that country, and I had to make many alliances. (I’m not making excuses here, I didn’t need to make 700 alliances!)
The real problem was not just the number of wives. The real problem was that these women were pagans. God had forbidden us from marrying pagans but I disregarded his Law. My devotion to him wavered. I built houses for my foreign wives and then I built private chapels for them to worship their gods. I shudder now when I think of it.
I followed Ashtoreth the goddess of the Sidonians. On a hill east of Jerusalem, I, Solomon built a shrine for Chemosh the detestable god of Moab, and for Molech the detestable god of the Ammonites. I did the same for all my foreign wives, who burned incense and offered sacrifices to their gods. (1 kings 11:5-8 )
As if that were not enough, I even joined my wives in the worship of these gods. And the Lord was angry with me. Through his prophet he has said that he will split the kingdom after my day and my son will only inherit a small part of it.
Old age regrets
Now, in my old age, I repent. Now I am sorry – but it’s too late. Yes, God will forgive me but I can’t undo the harm I have done by my actions. Now I realise the difference between true wisdom and mere knowledge. What good was all my science, all my trading acumen, all my wealth if I did not obey the Lord ? Was that true wisdom? What wise man has a thousand wives and concubines?
Now, in my old age I have come to see the meaning of true wisdom.
Here it is in the Book of Ecclesiastes:
“Meaningless! Meaningless! says the Teacher. Everything is meaningless!”
(Ecclesiastes 12:8) Without God, you see, all is vanity.
“Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter: Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man. For God will bring every deed into judgment, including every hidden thing, whether it is good or evil.”
(Ecclesiastes 12:13-14)

