ABIGAIL
(1st Samuel 18, 25)
I was a 15-year-old girl from an average family. I loved music - my dream was to be the Beyoncé of my generation! I composed songs, I was popular in my town & among my peers.
I get invites to come sing at birthday parties for a token.
It was fun!

Then I entered a National Completion. Who knows, it just may take my singing career a notch higher!
Now, my Country had just defeated our neighbors in a war, thanks to one young boy who took out their champion: David.
That boy was FINE!
He was like the Brad Pitt of our time...

All the girls of my age were crushing on him as I was.
We all had his posters on our bedroom walls, his pictures as our phone wallpapers.
Any girl our age that was not crushing on David MUST have a problem- or planned to be a nun.
After the victory, I wrote a song for him:

“Saul has killed his thousands, David his ten thousands”- & I sent it in for the National Competition.
To my shock & surprise, I won!
The song became the 2nd most popular song in the country just behind the National Anthem!
I became popular! For a 15 year old, it was great fun!

I went round the country to sing, my face was splashed on magazines & social media.
I was invited for interviews on TV, met with several media personalities & influencers.
I really wanted to meet David!
But I knew his life had also taken a dramatic turn after he killed Goliath...

The King has recruited him into his army & he was busy.
He wasn’t on social media, so I could not send him a message.
For a teenager, he was discreet & shunned publicity, especially after killing that giant. Our lives were like 2 parallel lines that could never meet:

He, the young soldier working for the king, me the young musician just starting her career, though it was the song I composed for him that shot me into limelight.
As I grew older & developed my career, I started getting more than a few glances from the guys...

By the time I turned 21, I was getting marriage proposals!
I really wanted to develop my career, but my family was more interested in me getting married & “settling down”.
“I want to carry my grandchildren”, my mother said.
“Don’t let this singing stop you from getting married!"

A few months later, I met Nabal, one of the most eligible bachelors in the Country.
He was a rich young man who loved flaunting his wealth.
We met at a party I was invited to sing & he came after me with everything he had!
My friends were excited!
My mother was over the moon!

The blogs went into overdrive! Social media had a meltdown! Nabal & Abigail- we were like the royal couple!
I was caught up in the euphoria that followed, I did not really take time to KNOW Nabal.
I was so young & naïve!
We got married a year later:

It was called the wedding of the century!
But deep down in my heart, I was troubled. I did not feel that zing thing inside, but I went with the flow.
My parents & siblings were happy.
My friends were happy.
I was popular when I sang that song a few years ago:

I became twice as popular when I married Nabal.

But by my 25th birthday, I was frustrated! I realized I married a fool...!
I married a man who had nothing to offer but money. Indeed, you don’t judge a book by its cover. Nabal had money, nothing else
He was BORING...!

He had serious self-esteem issues, he practically killed my career. He married me to dominate me- he wanted to be the ONLY star in the sky!
Even in business, he was ruthless. He took out all his competitors.
I practically married a monster!

A few weeks later, one of my husband’s operatives came in. “I need to speak to you urgently, ma’am!” What happened? I was a bit apprehensive! I asked him to sit & talk.
My heart was beating rapidly- is it Nabal? Is he dead? I was shocked at my own thoughts...

“Ma’am, do you David- that guy that killed Goliath years ago? (Are you kidding me- do I know David?) The one on the run from King Saul? We were with him & his men in the wilderness.
They protected us against cattle rustlers. They were like a wall around us & the entire flock...

They didn’t ask for anything, they just stood by us & warded off any aggression against us.
Now, this David sent 3 guys to see Boss.
They simply asked he gives them something for the help & protection they had rendered to us.
But he spoke rudely to them & sent them away!

You know your husband is very daft and…”
I was shocked! Did this guy just tell me my husband IS daft?
In that moment, it dawned on me that Nabal commanded no respect even among his own workers!
I dismissed him & quickly got to work. I knew David had fallen out with King Saul...

I felt a bit responsible for that- it was my song that seemed to cause the fallout in the first place.
To think this same David is so close by! He had been off the media for a while, I had no idea what he looked like now. I quickly arranged food, loaded the truck & drove off...

I got to his camp & offloaded the stuff I brought. He looked at me queerly:
I’m a woman- I KNEW that look!
David was much more handsome than he was 10 years ago when he came into national consciousness.
He was more matured, taller and had a very strong aura around him...

This man standing before me was destined for greatness. I just knew it!
I pleaded with him to forget my husband’s rudeness.
It is said that there is a King & a Fool in every man, the one you speak to is the one that will respond to you.
I spoke to the King in David & he simmered.

I must have made an impression on him because he asked for my number!
I gladly gave it to him.
I got back home, Nabal returned from work& threw a party. I was not even aware he planned to throw a party that day- showed how far we were independent of each other...

How uninvolved we were with each other’s lives.
Next morning, I told him what transpired between David & I.
He had a heart attack!

10 days later, he died.
I did not even know whether I should be happy or sad! I was shocked at my own reaction to my husband’s death...

A few days later, my phone rang: it was David.
"Sorry for your loss, ma’am. How are you doing? When is the burial? Please if you need any help, call me, ok? I really would love to see you again!” I was practically blushing!

“Please, call me Abigail. Are you busy right now?

I’d love to see you again too!”

We got married a few months later in a simple ceremony.

After 10 years, the man I crushed on as a fresh faced teenager became my husband...