We are never more vulnerable to sin than when we are successful, admired by others, and prosperous, as King David tragically discovered.
It was spring again. David once had loved warm, fragrant spring afternoons on the palace roof. But this year the scent of almond blossoms smelled like deep regret.
David had no desire to look toward Uriah’s empty house. If only he had not looked that way a year ago. The memory throbbed with pain. His conscience had warned him to stop watching Bathsheba. But in his desire-induced inertia it had felt like he couldn’t pull himself away.
What pathetic self-deception! Couldn’t pull himself away. He would never have tolerated such a weak excuse i…