When You've Burned all your Bridges...

Now Samuel had died, and all Israel had mourned for him and buried him in Ramah, his own city. And Saul had put the mediums and the necromancers out of the land. The Philistines assembled and came and encamped at Shunem. And Saul gathered all Israel, and they encamped at Gilboa. When Saul saw the army of the Philistines, he was afraid, and his heart trembled greatly. And when Saul inquired of the LORD, the LORD did not answer him, either by dreams, or by Urim, or by prophets. Then Saul said to his servants, “Seek out for me a woman who is a medium, that I may go to her and inquire of her.” And his servants said to him, “Behold, there is a medium at En-dor.” (1 Samuel 28:3-7 ESV)
Saul was in mess. He was facing the battle of and for his life. The Philistines were in a position to cut him and his army off from the main army of Israel in the north. He never had been good about deciding to attack the enemy; when God told him to utterly destroy, he held back, and when he had golden opportunity, he waited until someone like Jonathan stepped out in faith. He needed some advice. But who could he go to? He had ignored Samuel, who now was dead. His dreams had turned into nightmares. He had killed the priests who used the Urim to give answers, and He refused to listen to the prophets. Even his last resort, the evil mediums, he had driven from the land. And that's who he goes to - the last place he should have- the place of evil spirits. He had burned all his bridges and stepped onto the shakiest one. Who do you have to go to when you need to? Have people stopped trying because you've stopped listening? Do you go to the lowest level because that's the easiest one to reach? Maybe it's time to start building bridges for when you need to cross them.