The Story Picture the prodigal son standing in a stranger’s field, staring at the slop he’s feeding pigs, hungry enough that it’s starting to look appetizing. Luke tells us that’s the moment something in him finally clicks. He didn’t wake up broke overnight. He asked his father for his inheritance, packed his bags, and spent it a little at a time until there was nothing left. The famine wasn’t the beginning of his trouble. It was just the moment he could no longer ignore it and came to his senses. That same phrase, coming to

The Story David wanted to build God a house. He was king. He had the resources, the authority, and the heart for it. And God told him no. Not because David lacked devotion. David was a man of war. He had spent his whole life as a warrior, fighting off every nation that pressed in against Israel. God told him plainly, you have shed too much blood and waged too many wars. The house that would carry my name has to be built by a man of peace. That man would be Solomon. Look at