Canter Bridge

Few kings are as highly regarded by Israel’s historians and chroniclers as Hezekiah. His rule falls upon Judah like a long, sunny day when storms have been and others are forecast.

Not only does this monarch preside over an unprecedented surge of generosity towards the temple and its officials. He also pushes forward a systematic religious reformation and experiences a remarkable liberation from the previously unvanquished Assyrian armies. In each case, the man occupies the Chronicler’s pages like a latter-day David without the vices.

It would seem that Hezekiah is immune to the baser instincts, invulnerable even to that pride that had marred the appreciated reigns of several of his forefathers.

Yet this was not to be. Even Hezekiah was stained by an enemy more wily than the Assyrians.

In those days Hezekiah became sick and was at the point of death. He prayed to the LORD, and he answered him and gave him a sign. But Hezekiah did not respond according to the benefit done to him, for his heart was proud. Therefore wrath came upon him and upon Judah and Jerusalem. Then Hezekiah humbled himself for the pride of his heart, both he and the inhabitants of Jerusalem, so that the wrath of the LORD did not come upon them in the days of Hezekiah.

What is this terrible enemy of good men and women? From where does it derive its strength? Can it never be counted as down and out?

Does the struggle against it never give rest?

Apparently not.