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Isaías el profeta describe la conducta anticipada de YHWH de llevar a sus hijos exiliados a su hogar, de una manera que logra combinar ternura y lo  eterno.

Como un pastor que cuida su rebaño, recoge los corderos en sus brazos; los lleva junto a su pecho, y guía con cuidado a las recién paridas. ¿Quién ha medido las aguas con la palma de su mano, y abarcado entre sus dedos la extensión de los cielos? ¿Quién metió en una medida el polvo de la tierra?  ¿Quién pesó en una balanza las montañas y los cerros?  ¿Quién puede medir el alcance del espíritu del Señor,  o quién puede servirle de consejero?  ¿A quién consultó el Señor para ilustrarse, y quién le enseñó el camino de la justicia? ¿Quién le impartió conocimiento  o le hizo conocer la senda de la inteligencia? (Isaías 40:11-14 NVI).

La poesía de Isaías adorna la convicción bíblica profundamente arraigada de que YHWH es incontenible. No responde a nadie, su brazo no es demasiado corto para cualquier propósito que corresponde a su carácter y naturaleza de su reinado.

Las palabras enfatizadas argumentan que YHWH es también y finalmente inconcebible para mentes meramente humanas. Esto apenas significa que es incognoscible o que él evade la relación. Por el contrario, se revela y se deleita de ser conocido. Sin embargo, el profeta, a pesar de toda su originalidad, mantiene cuidadosamente la convicción bíblica que YHWH no puede ser exhaustivamente conocido. YHWH es libre de actuar como quiera, y sus juicios a este respecto están fuera de toda medida.

El contraste entre YHWH y los ídolos que talló el hacha de un hombre en la polémica anti-idolatría de Isaías, hace que esta característica de la persona de Isaías se vuelva aún más intensa.

Existe la libertad, insistiría el profeta, en adorar a un Dios de este tipo. Él está vivo para su propio propósito, libre para crear un futuro que se alinea con sus buenas intenciones, desenfrenado por el barro que chupa en nuestros talones.

YHWH está más allá de la medida y más allá de la medición. Los pequeños cautivos, atrevidos a comenzar a esperar, bien podrían encontrar un ancla en este infinito, este Amante incontrolable.

 

 

 

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Los días oscuros antes de la destrucción de Israel por el poder de Asiria, dejaron a pocos intactos. Incluso los niños.

Luego el Señor me dijo: «Haz un letrero grande y escribe con claridad el siguiente nombre: Maher-salal-has-baz[a]». Les pedí al sacerdote Urías y a Zacarías, hijo de Jeberequías, ambos conocidos como hombres honrados, que fueran testigos de lo que yo hacía.

Después me acosté con mi esposa y ella quedó embarazada, y dio a luz un hijo. Y el Señor me dijo: «Ponle por nombre Maher-salal-has-baz. Pues antes de que este hijo tenga edad suficiente para decir “papá” o “mamá”, el rey de Asiria se llevará la abundancia de Damasco y las riquezas de Samaria». (Isaías 8:1-4).

Cuando el profeta fija este sobrenombre sombrío a su bebé, él señala la inminente destrucción de los vecinos amenazantes de Israel. El nombre significa  ‘Pronto al saquéo, rápido al botín ’.

Sin embargo, no hay alivio en el relato, porque este mismo excavador asirio raspará la tierra limpia de las diez tribus septentrionales de Israel, las ‘tribus perdidas de Israel’.

El profeta no abandonó su bufete a las 5:00 de la tarde. Se llevó su trabajo a la casa.

Los extremos del legado Isaiano no pueden ser subestimados. Cuando la carga del profeta es sombría, es muy, muy sombría. Cuando es exuberante, los desiertos florecen al son de ella.

En cada caso, el libro aguijonéa a su lector para que salga de su complacencia, instándole a mirar más allá de la cacofonía de los perros de guerra, empujándola para preguntar  ‘¿Qué en el nombre de YHWH está pasando aquí? ’

¿Cuál es su propósito? Lo incómodo de la pregunta no caduca.

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We often think of religious leaders as unable to change. We think they believe they know it all, have the answers already, cannot alter their presumably doctrinaire convictions.

So refreshing, then, this priestly cameo in one of Luke’s summary reports of growth in the early, Jerusalem-based Jesus Movement.

And the word of God continued to increase, and the number of the disciples multiplied greatly in Jerusalem, and a great many of the priests became obedient to the faith. (Acts 6:7 ESV)

Luke seems not to be going anywhere with this observation. He has no agenda on this front. There is no subsequent re-take on priestly influence at the core. After this, Jerusalem’s priests are largely left alone to live their lives unobserved.

Luke simply calls this detail as he sees it. Presumably, it brought Luke some cheer to record that those most charged with nurturing the spiritual dynamic of the Jewish heartland in the aftermath of Jesus’ execution and alleged resurrection were able to respond to this great new announcement, this ‘gospel’ of a new but long-awaited kingdom.

Cameos are tips of an iceberg. For a moment, we see a passing figure and we know that there is far more to that life than we are in position to tell or to know just now.

A cameo like this one is a beautiful thing.

Luke knows some things about the persuasive power of his movement’s vigorous new announcement about Jesus being alive again. He has little time for ‘least likely’ categorizations. A great many priests, after all, had come into faith.

 

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Even if one did not know that the discourse of Isaiah will pivot repeatedly on the Hebrew word אמן—used of faithfulness, reliability, truthful sturdiness, and belief—the italicized exclamation that follows might hint at the direction to come.

How the faithful (נאמן) city has become a whore, she who was full of justice!

Righteousness lodged in her, but now murderers. Your silver has become dross, your best wine mixed with water. Your princes are rebels and companions of thieves. Everyone loves a bribe and runs after gifts. They do not bring justice to the fatherless, and the widow’s cause does not come to them. (Isaiah 1:21–23 ESV)

The book’s prefatory first chapter, after all, serves like a thematically dense prelude to a theatrical work, much as a pit orchestra might touch on all the themes soon to be broached by the actors on the stage. It soberly teases the reader with topics that will shape the core of the book’s sustained argument. Nothing lies nearer to that core’s core than justice.

Here, the prophetic exclamation decries its perversion. One feels the pathos of memory in these remembering words: she who was full of justice …

That personified city, Zion of old and Zion of heart-felt ideals, has become a whore. An ideal betrayed drips greater pain than the mediocre malaise of an ideal never known.

Jerusalem has suffered a tragic moral collapse, a high-altitude fall into confused depths where self-interest and the sale of righteousness at the market rate have supplanted the concern for the weakest members of the community that was once held sacred. So far are the community’s judicial gatekeepers for caring about the most important things that only poetry can express the profound loss of it: … and the widow’s cause does not come to them.

There can be no hope, it would seem, for such a traitorous, defiled people.

Yet, stunningly, the verses that follow speak of divine armaments deployed against the powerful perpetrators of this collapse—not to exterminate but to purge. It will be an application of ardent justice so that justice—all but extinct within these walls—might live again, to the  joy of the orphan and the widow’s consolation.

Mercy will indeed prove new in the morning. New and restorative of lost things, though fearfully burning until the refining is over.

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The famous rhetorical question of the eighth Psalm is widely mis-gauged:

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him? (Psalms 8:3–4 ESV)

The assumption behind the question is too often thought to be that human beings are too measly and pathetic to warrant such divine attention. In fact, the context suggests just the opposite: there is some intrinsic glory—albeit a veiled glory—in human beings that holds YHWH’s gaze:

Yet you have made him a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned him with glory and honor. You have given him dominion over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen, and also the beasts of the field, the birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the seas (Psalms 8:5–8 ESV)

Next to the massive dimensions of the moon and the stars, humans are manifestly small creatures. One might not expect YHWH to find them fascinating and worthy of his care. Yet in spite of their humble bearing, we read that YHWH is mindful of them, cares for them, indeed has exalted them over the rest of creation.

This divine fascination in those whom onlookers might consider marginal appears also in the book of Isaiah.

In a chapter that is saturated with Isaianic code words for both exaltation and humiliation, we learn that YHWH makes his residence in paradoxical extremities of his universe:

For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: ‘I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.’ (Isaiah 57:15 ESV)

The earliest translation of the Hebrew Bible finds this choice of lodging scandalous for a high and holy deity like YHWH. The Septuagint translator, tasked with the disquieting task of translating such an audacious Hebrew work of sacred literature into Greek, quietly airbrushes out the shock of it:

This is what the Lord says, the Most High, who dwells forever in lofty places— Holy among the holy ones is his name, the Lord Most High who rests among the holy ones and gives patience to the faint–hearted and gives life to those who are broken of heart. (Isaiah 57:15 NETS)

YHWH’s generous spirit remains intact in this translator’s work, but he certainly shares neither roof nor tear-stained floor with the objects of his charity. The scandal, as sensed by the Septuagint translator, throws a light upon the remarkable insistence in the Hebrew Bible that YHWH dwells with the broken.

Then again, near the end of the long book called Isaiah, we find YHWH’s fascination located once more where we might least expect to glimpse it:

Thus says the Lord: ‘Heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool; what is the house that you would build for me, and what is the place of my rest? All these things my hand has made, and so all these things came to be, declares the Lord. But this is the one to whom I will look: he who is humble and contrite in spirit and trembles at my word.’ (Isaiah 66:1–2 ESV)

The passage possess a rhetorical structure similar to the other two that I’ve cited. It first introduces something grand that might be presumed to represent the preferred object of the Lord’s attention (sun, moon, high and holy lodgings, Jerusalemite throne and temple), then asserts that he actually cares more for something or someone that we might have considered a marginal detail—even a blemish—upon his creation. In every case, YHWH or his biblical spokesperson reports that the Lord is most fascinated, most drawn to human beings who are humble and/or humiliated.

The glory of the foil—those heavenly lights, that high palace, that immense throne—is not dismissed as anything less than beautiful or impressive. But it plays a distinctly second fiddle to YHWH’s human children in all their broken, lowly, and penitent straits.

What comfort, this, for readers like this one, no strangers we to the crushed spirit, hearts trembling before his word.

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As power encounters go, this one has no peer.

So Pilate entered his headquarters again and called Jesus and said to him, ‘Are you the King of the Jews?’ Jesus answered, ‘Do you say this of your own accord, or did others say it to you about me?’ Pilate answered, ‘Am I a Jew? Your own nation and the chief priests have delivered you over to me. What have you done?‘ (John 18:33–35 ESV)

If the biblical presentation is to be believed, the Maker of worlds stood before one cynical, beleaguered official of a particularly influential tribe that would in its turn slump into obscurity.

Yet the power in this moment appeared to clump around the Roman delegate who presided over a small and troublesome corner of the empire. The accused criminal before him knew nothing of power. So it seemed.

The ironies run deepboth in the realia of the moment and in the gospel’s reporting of the events.

What have you done?

One imagines the responses that might have ensued.

Tales of galaxies imagined and spoken into existence. Of eternal, shared joy before the little detail of creation. Of powers vast and small. Of things that angels hymn.

But Pilate wants a crime, something on which to hang his prefect’s hat. A misdemeanor’s confession. Some idiotic blasphemy, even, that might explain the noise outside.

Pilate, as so many of us, knew nothing of power and its source, nor where it rests, nor on whom.

 

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The Isaianiac rhetoric is fond of naming names. People and places are with abandon given new names that raise hopes, channel energies, and uncover unseen dignity.

En route to the magnificent promises of its eleventh and twelfth verses, Isaiah’s 58th chapter bites fiercely into the travesty that is mere religious ritual with no passion for justice at its core.

Fasting stands in as proxy for a whole range of religious activity that is here reduced to clumsy posing. Isaiah does not do this out of some animosity towards ritual, far from it. Some of the book’s most soaring promises concern doors swung open to those who have heretofore been excluded from that religious practice that the book does not tremble to call ‘delight’. On the contrary, ritual is affirmed when it structures the cadence of a  communal life that is fueled by attention to what YHWH is up to and oriented by the practice of shaping shared life around the creation and provision of justice.

Fasting that is part and parcel of such living is described like this:

Is not this the fast that I choose: to loose the bonds of wickedness, to undo the straps of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke? Is it not to share your bread with the hungry and bring the homeless poor into your house; when you see the naked, to cover him, and not to hide yourself from your own flesh? (Isaiah 58:6–7 ESV)

The promises that attend to a community that lives in this way are lavish and bold:

Then shall your light break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up speedily; your righteousness shall go before you; the glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard. Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer; you shall cry, and he will say, ‘Here I am.’ If you take away the yoke from your midst, the pointing of the finger, and speaking wickedness, if you pour yourself out for the hungry and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then shall your light rise in the darkness and your gloom be as the noonday. (Isaiah 58:8–10 ESV)

Yet the prophet’s efforts to describe a future where YHWH and his people cohabitate to the blessing of both does not take up the practice of assigning new names until verses 11 and 12. Here, that instinct for new names serves as a kind of climax to the deeply promissory nature of the chapter:

And the Lord will guide you continually and satisfy your desire in scorched places and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail. And your ancient ruins shall be rebuilt; you shall raise up the foundations of many generations; you shall be called the repairer of the breach, the restorer of streets to dwell in. (Isaiah 58:11–12 ESV)

Sometimes a name identifies the person who has at one time in the past performed a deed that forever after marks the individual as having peaked or—better—having displayed his true nature in the moment of its performance. ‘That’s the guy who rescued five people from a burning house’, we might say. ‘We call him “the rescuer”.’

At other times, the name makes manifest a habit or an ongoing heroism that becomes the purest distillation of the named person. ‘She’s a one-woman Mercy Ship’, we might say, intending to suggest that her instinct or discipline for merciful acts has not yet reached its end.

It is possible that Isaiah 58.11-12 has something of both in view, though the accent falls on the former. The redeemed and the returnees of Judah will be known forever as the perpetrators of that glorious reestablishment of YHWH’s city in a land that had once been lost to them. Yet, because the Isaianic horizon is open-ended, it is not difficult to imagine the naming of a people whose glorious moment of re-construction will become more than just a well-remembered moment.

They will have become Repairer of the Breach, Restorer of Streets to Dwell In.

Promise becomes destiny, destiny becomes new nature. A people is re-born and grows to full stature, unable to leave a breach alone, unavoidably impatient with crumbling streets, destined both for blessing and to bless.

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