La preocupación recurrente de Isaías por la confianza se manifiesta en la metáfora de la inclinación. Como las costuras de un viejo par de Doc Martens, este lenguaje teje su camino visible a través de las múltiples capas de este complejo libro. La imagen capta la necesidad de un inferior de depender para su sustento y protección de los poderes de un superior. Isaías es persistente en sus advertencias de que ninguna presencia geopolítica tiene la credibilidad que busca el amenazado Judá. Sólo YHVH es digno de la inclinación de esta nación, de su confianza, de su inclinación.
A partir de una promesa anterior de eventual iluminación (‘En ese día el remanente de Israel y los sobrevivientes de la casa de Jacob ya no se apoyarán en el que los golpeó, sino que se apoyarán en el SEÑOR, el Santo de Israel, en la verdad’), el libro procede simplemente a advertir:
Por tanto, así dice el Santo de Israel: Ya que habéis desechado esta palabra, y habéis confiado en la opresión y en el engaño, y os habéis apoyado en ellos, por eso esta iniquidad será para vosotros como muro agrietado a punto de caer, como abultamiento en una pared alta, cuya caída viene de repente, en un instante. Su caída es como el romper de una vasija de alfarero, despedazada sin piedad; no se halla entre sus pedazos ni un tiesto para tomar fuego del hogar o para sacar agua de una cisterna. Porque así ha dicho el Señor Dios, el Santo de Israel: En arrepentimiento y en reposo seréis salvos; en quietud y confianza está vuestro poder.
Isaías 30:12-15 (LBLA)
Y nuevamente en el capítulo treinta y uno:
¡Ay de los que descienden a Egipto por ayuda! En los caballos buscan apoyo, y confían en los carros porque son muchos, y en los jinetes porque son muy fuertes, pero no miran al Santo de Israel, ni buscan al Señor.
Isaías 31:1 (LBLA)
En todos los casos, Judá aparece convocado por el profeta no a un quietismo contemplativo, sino a una confianza activa en YHVH frente a las alternativas temporales a su presencia fortalecedora. La retórica está salpicada de aforismos como ‘porque Egipto es un simple hombre y no Dios’.
Las cosas no son lo que parecen. El poder no es lo que presume. La protección procede de ámbitos menos evidentes para la frenética ansiedad de las miradas esquivas.
La exhortación que impregna este material es más severa de lo que podría parecer a primera vista. Palabras como éstas lo demuestran:
Porque el palacio ha sido abandonado, hecha un desierto la populosa ciudad. Collado y atalaya se han convertido en cuevas para siempre, un deleite para asnos monteses, un pasto para rebaños; hasta que se derrame sobre nosotros el Espíritu desde lo alto, el desierto se convierta en campo fértil y el campo fértil sea considerado como bosque. En el desierto morará el derecho, y la justicia habitará en el campo fértil. La obra de la justicia será paz, y el servicio de la justicia, tranquilidad y confianza para siempre.
Isaías 32:14-17 (LBLA)
Inevitablemente, para el legado isaístico, el deseado reposo está sujeto a la penúltima furia de la purificación, de la fundición, del horno. La paz, la rectitud, la tranquilidad y la confianza son cualidades que se han vuelto ajenas a Sión. Sólo las recuperará si se somete al trauma de la misericordia más severa de YHVH. El premio está disponible sólo para aquellos que abracen el dolor deconstructor del fuego de YHVH.
La vida nos impone un momento en el que estemos a solas con Dios. En las mejores variantes de esta crisis de soledad, la familia y los amigos permanecen con las manos amorosas extendidas de buena gana, pero sin efecto inmediato. No pueden hacer nada.
Uno está a solas con Dios. Es un momento de necesaria e inevitable singularidad. Uno descubre, en cierto modo, quién es en ese escenario escasamente poblado. Uno descubre quién no es. Uno se encuentra con Dios como sólo puede conocerse cuando no hay nadie más en la sala.
Las palabras más urgentes de los salmistas nos parecen intensamente apropiadas en ese momento. Salen sin esfuerzo de la página, ruedan por la lengua susurrante como un discurso autóctono. Articulan la forma del corazón asediado y solitario con indiscutible autoridad.
No hablan de Dios, sino a Él:
En ti, oh Señor, me refugio; jamás sea yo avergonzado; líbrame en tu justicia. Inclina a mí tu oído, rescátame pronto; sé para mí roca fuerte, fortaleza para salvarme. Porque tú eres mi rocay mi fortaleza, y por amor de tu nombre me conducirás y me guiarás. Me sacarás de la red que en secreto me han tendido; porque tú eres mi refugio. En tu mano encomiendo mi espíritu; tú me has redimido, oh Señor, Dios de verdad.
Salmo 31:1-5 (LBLA)
La metáfora de la roca, la fortaleza y el refugio residen en esta oración como su arquitectura principal. La necesidad de la rapidez divina establece el tempo de la oración. Si el Señor no se da prisa, no habrá rescate. La vergüenza, en su postura despreocupada y descarada, ocupará el lugar que antes ocupaba la integridad.
Nadie puede ayudar.
Sólo YHVH.
Él puede moverse o no. El salmista sabe que todo depende de esto. Nosotros también.
Hay poco conocimiento secreto, poco esoterismo que valga la energía que se necesita para descubrirlo y absorberlo. Sin embargo, hay una verdad que sólo es accesible cuando la vida nos lleva a ese espacio abierto en el que estamos solos. Un último y desesperado grito suplica a YHVH que se una a nosotros allí, instruyéndole incluso en la mecánica de inclinar su oídohacia nosotros.
Dado que el primer paso hacia la sanación de un cuerpo es un diagnóstico preciso, se perdona al médico que se esfuerce con sus detalles hasta el punto de agotarnos. Así, los oráculos proféticos de Isaías insisten una y otra vez en los comportamientos que son la materia misma de la enfermedad nacional. Si Israel/Judá ha de curarse, insiste el profeta Isaías, debe aceptar comprender la aflicción mortal que la ha abatido.
Debe ver. Debe escuchar.
Porque este es un pueblo rebelde, hijos falsos, hijos que no quieren escuchar la instruccióndel Señor;que dicen a los videntes: No veáis visiones; y a los profetas: No nos profeticéis lo que es recto, decidnos palabras agradables, profetizad ilusiones. Apartaos del camino, desviaos de la senda, no oigamos más acerca delSanto de Israel.
Isaías 30:9-11 (LBLA)
La retórica de Isaías pone en primer plano a los niños por dos motivos. En primer lugar, en los oscuros diagnósticos de los primeros capítulos del libro, en los que se describe como niños obstinados a adultos que deberían saber más.
En segundo lugar, cuando la promesa redentora del libro llega a su plenitud, una Israel ya adulta -que se había imaginado a sí misma como una mujer sin hijos- se queda atónita al ver cuántos niños vuelven a ella desde lejos.
En el pasaje que acabamos de citar, los ‘niños’ son el ‘pueblo rebelde’ de YHVH, impaciente ante cualquier palabra que pueda coartar su libertad de autodestrucción, ya sea una palabra de instrucción o de corrección.
Aunque aquí no se esfuerzan por silenciar al vidente y al profeta, cooptarían su mensaje. Convertirían el filo afilado y quirúrgico de la fe yahvista -un instrumento cuyo filo tiene que ver con la vida y la sanación- en la suave comodidad del ensimismamiento religioso.
Ya sea silenciando al profeta o comprando su mensaje, el resultado es el mismo.
Los niños rebeldes dan las órdenes, en la encuesta de Isaías, mientras que aquellos a cuya palabra deberían someterse son ordenados como empleados de nivel básico. Las órdenes vienen en un quiasmo perfecto (incluso aquí el profeta es un artesano), en forma de staccato:
No veáis. No nos profeticéis lo que es recto. Decidnos palabras agradables. Profetizad ilusiones.
Preferimos, muy a menudo, que nuestra piedad sea así.
A falta de alguna fuerza, queremos que el profeta sea nuestro consolador, nuestro animador, el entrenador de nuestra autoimagen.
Sólo porque YHVH está dispuesto a someter a los suyos al dolor para que caigan en la redención, nuestra esperanza permanece viva. Y nosotros con ella.
Tal vez los rabinos tenían razón al afirmar que algunos de los ‘escritos más profundos’ no son aptos para ojos inexpertos. O tal vez el cínico proverbio que afirma que ‘la escuela se desperdicia en los jóvenes’ esté, después de todo, en lo cierto.
O tal vez sólo las madres y los padres deberían leer algo así:
Por tanto el Señor, que redimió a Abraham, dice así acerca de la casa de Jacob: Jacob no será ahora avergonzado, ni palidecerá ahora su rostro; porque cuando vea a sus hijos, la obra de mis manos, en medio suyo, ellos santificarán mi nombre; ciertamente, santificarán al Santo de Jacob, y tendrán temor al Dios de Israel. Los descarriados de espíritu conocerán la verdad, y los murmuradores aceptarán instrucción.
Isaías 29:22-24 (LBLA)
Los pródigos de Jacob no sólo se habían desbocado por su cuenta. Habían sido arrastrados a tierras lejanas por los poderes de su época para sufrir el rápido exterminio de nuestro ciclo de noticias o el lento exterminio de la asimilación a las formas del extranjero.
Jacob, en sentido figurado, se inclina en la vergüenza del duelo de un padre en silencio.
Todo ha desaparecido.
Entonces, de repente -la frase está ausente en este pasaje, pero es una de las favoritas de estos giros isaísticos en otros lugares-, ¡aquí están!
Dos ironías rondan este breve pasaje de restauración excesiva. En primer lugar, la respuesta de Jacob no queda registrada. Todo lo que sabemos es que los pródigos han vuelto en cuerpo y alma. Santifican al Dios de Jacob. No son los proverbiales exfumadores con sus prohibiciones de cara de acero, ni los ruidosos y seguros de sí mismos recién convertidos con un plan para su vida. Por el contrario, estos hijos perdidos -ahora encontrados- permanecen ante su Retornador en un silencio asombrado.
Jacob no les enseñó tales cosas, porque estaban lejos, se habían ido, las voces de los niños de los recuerdos torturantes nunca se volvieron a escuchar.
De hecho, esto lleva al lector a la segunda ironía del texto.
Porque cuando vea a sus hijos, la obra de mis manos, en medio suyo, ellos santificarán mi nombre; ciertamente, santificarán al Santo de Jacob, y tendrán temor al Dios de Israel.
Isaías 29:23 (LBLA)
Son, afirma YHVH, ‘la obra de mis manos’, que ahora se encuentran ‘en medio de él (de Jacob)’.
Esta no ha sido la obra de Jacob, esta resurrección de los hijos muertos, este regreso de los pródigos, este luto convertido en danza.
No leemos aquí la respuesta de Jacob a esta majestuosa imposibilidad.
¿Los que mueren injustamente deben simplemente ser olvidados?
En un mundo como el nuestro -destrozado y perverso-, para demasiados es lo más alejado de una pregunta enigmática. Los escombros del campo de batalla y del barrio destrozado cubren demasiados cuerpos sin vida para ello.
Se ha convertido para nosotros, como lo fue al principio, en una cuestión muy real.
Los primeros capítulos del testimonio bíblico afirman la validez de la pregunta y declaran que, al menos en este primer episodio de fratricidio, la amnesia no conquistará a los muertos victimizados, no anulará su significado perdurable, no silenciará finalmente su grito.
Y Caín dijo a su hermano Abel: vayamos al campo. Y aconteció que cuando estaban en el campo, Caín se levantó contra su hermano Abel y lo mató. Entonces el Señor dijo a Caín: ¿Dónde está tu hermano Abel? Y él respondió: No sé. ¿Soy yo acaso guardián de mi hermano? Y Él le dijo: ¿Qué has hecho? La voz de la sangre de tu hermano clama a mí desde la tierra.
Génesis 4:8-10 (LBLA)
Los estudiosos de las Escrituras se han preguntado a menudo si Urzeit ist Endzeit (aproximadamente: “el primer tiempo es el último tiempo” o “la primera época es la última época”). Es decir, ¿los nuevos cielos y la nueva tierra prometidos coincidirán de algún modo con los rasgos del despertar primordial de la creación? ¿Existe una correspondencia entre lo que era al principio y lo que será al final?
La respuesta del canon bíblico parece consistir en un sí matizado.
Es más, cuando el testimonio bíblico se ve más forzado a asegurar a sus lectores que nuestro horrible tiempo intermedio no es simplemente un triste y violento descenso al infierno, parece centrarse más específicamente en aquellos elementos del Principio que volverán a nosotros en el Fin. Llamamos a este tipo de literatura apocalíptica o reveladora, entre otras cosas porque su insistencia en que el futuro de Dios debe ser radicalmente diferente a la vida tal y como la hemos conocido requiere nueva información. Depende menos de las continuidades con el presente y más de las rupturas bruscas del camino de la historia y su reorientación hacia algo totalmente nuevo. Sus verdades no pueden derivarse de la realidad que conocemos, por lo que deben ser reveladas o desveladas si queremos captarlas.
El capítulo 26 de Isaías forma parte de esa sección apocalíptica.
Ven, pueblo mío, entra en tus aposentos y cierra tras ti tus puertas; escóndete por corto tiempo hasta que pase la indignación. Porque he aquí, el Señor va a salir de su lugar para castigarla iniquidad de los habitantes de la tierra, y la tierra pondrá de manifiesto su sangre derramada y no ocultará más a sus asesinados.
Isaías 26:20-21 (LBLA)
La sangre de Caín todavía clama, por así decirlo, en los oídos del autor profético-apocalíptico.
Cuando la voz isaística clama en extraños versos sobre una resolución cósmica de los males que amenazan la existencia misma del pequeño Israel frente a los conquistadores bandidos, recuerda la amenaza mayor. Esta amenaza no es tanto el peligro de que este poder asirio o aquel imperio babilónico pueda devastarnos de nuevo, sino la amenaza más elevada y profunda de que esto pueda ocurrir sin que nadie mire para impedirlo ni siquiera para lamentar el injusto silenciamiento de los condenados cuando haya ocurrido.
El texto asegura a su lector que YHVH tiene reservado un castigo para los que blanden la espada injustamente. Pero, significativamente, hay algo más en esta reactivación divina que la mera retribución que YHVH impondrá al vencedor. La tierra, leemos, pondrá de manifiesto su sangre derramada en ella. Dejará de conspirar con el encubrimiento de la sangre inocente, derramada desde los tiempos de Abel hasta el presente.
No es casualidad que en este conjunto de ideas también se insinúe algo parecido a la resurrección, ni que la resurrección se sugiera a sí misma incluso en estos versos isaísticos, ya que sólo -según cierta lógica- un renacimiento y una revivificación son adecuados para silenciar las pretensiones de la injusticia letal. Si se ha quitado la vida, hay que volver a darla. Ninguna mera contabilidad forense, ningún mero castigo de los asesinatos, es suficiente para la restauración de lo que se ha perdido.
Pero por ahora, en los días de un profeta mucho antes de que la ‘resurrección’ se haya convertido en una forma de pensar en tales cosas, el texto hace una promesa más tranquila: estos caídos, su sangre cubierta por eones de polvo y tierra, no serán olvidados.
La sangre de Abel, la sangre de ellos sigue clamando mientras YHVH observa y toma nota.
A sermon preached at Wethersfield Evangelical Free Church, Wethersfield, Connecticut, USA on 3 December 2022
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Yesterday, Karen and I each celebrated a very special day in our home across the river in Portland.
We were there at the same time, breathing the same air, inhabiting the same space … walking the same dog.
But the special day we celebrated was different in each case. She had hers … and I had mine.
My special day was defined by USA vs. the Netherlands in the knock-out stage of the World Cup. Now I know that some of you don’t believe that the World Cup every fourth year represents the pinnacle of sports and that we should all join the rest of the world in just stopping everything else we were doing and taking in the spectacle. Can I just say, in a spirit of transparency, I just don’t get that. But we can talk about it at another time.
In any case, my special day was over before noon. It ended in sadness, to the tune of 3-1 Netherlands, USA goes home, seeya’ again in four years, hopefully this time with Colombia in the mix of national teams that classify. It’s so cruel…
On the other hand, Karen’s special day was just getting up its head of steam by noon as mine was ending in tears. It was a much happier celebration than mine: She turned our home into a Christmas miracle.
The tree is up, more beautiful than ever, and lit so you can see it from the front street. The dining room is as Christmasy as a dining room can be, all ready for the onslaught of family that will begin in another two weeks. We calculate that we’ll even have enough chairs for everybody this year, which will represent a Hospitality Personal Best for the Baers.
In fact, it even smells like Christmas over there, and I have no idea how that even works.
So as of yesterday by about 4:30 in the afternoon, the Baers are ready for Christmas.
Even though my special day was not such a happy one, it did have the silver lining of becoming the day when I begin my annual practice of re-reading the passages in our New Testament that tell what we’ve come to call ‘The Christmas Story’.
I love doing this. The combination of familiarity … on the one hand … and a fresh reading … on the other … are always life-giving for me. And I find that I’m once again captivated by one of the ‘bit players’ in the Christmas Drama: Joseph.
In fact, if anybody asks me what I want for Christmas this year, my answer is gonna’ be this: I wanna’ be Joseph.
Maybe I can persuade you to join me. Maybe our gift to those nearest to us this year can be being more like Joseph than we used to be.
Let me see whether I can find the words to tell you about this guy as I’m encountering him…
Joseph is like a neighbor whom I assumed I knew, but on further reflection I discover that I didn’t really know him at all.
Now Christian art and tradition—especially at this time of the year—provides for Joseph a large place. He kind of looms over the manger scenes you see around, like a slightly gawky uncle who hangs around but doesn’t say much.
But in Scripture, Joseph is nearly always in the shadows of people who seem to be more important than he is. And then, when the scene has finished, Joseph is quickly forgotten.
Yet none of the Christmas Story would have happened if Joseph had not given his assent and played his role.
I find myself wondering whether I am willing to find my place in the shadows of people who are more important than I am. And whether I am prepared to be quickly forgotten.
All year long, I live a version of this question in my morning prayers. You see, I use a model for prayer that some of you use to shape your own spiritual discipline.
You see, I’m an early riser, but I’m a cranky early riser.
I make my coffee, then I find my favorite chair, and I set the table for my conversation with God as some of you do ….
I am a Son – Deeply loved by God.
I am a Servant – Called to put the needs of others above myself.
I am a Steward – Called to invest what God has given me to the work of his kingdom.
More days than not, that second breathed prayer: I am a servant … called to put the needs of others above myself … plows the furrow that my life will follow for the next 14 or 15 hours. I can almost feel my heart settle into its rightful place as I make that daily affirmation of reality before God.
Though I wouldn’t have given it this name before yesterday, it strikes me now that it’s a kind of Joseph Prayer, one that our man Joseph might have been comfortable praying himself.
And now because of the unexpected turn of events that has Pastor Scott home sick and me standing here opening the Word of God for the People of God this morning, I can appropriately turn my own encounter with Joseph … overshadowed, obedient, forgettable Joseph … into a question for you, my sisters and brothers in Christ: Are you likely to choose a place in the shadows of people who are more important than you are? Are you willing to be quickly forgotten?
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Let’s dive into the biblical portrayal of Joseph.
Joseph is remembered only in the two ‘infancy narratives’ found in Matthew 1-2 and Luke 1-2.
The Matthew account revolves around Joseph without exactly exalting him, while in Luke the focus is very much on Mary.
In Matthew, Joseph receives something of the honor that would seem to be due to the husband of Mary and the father figure in the home of our Lord. Still, he is hardly a highly revered figure in Matthew’s story of Jesus’ birth. The spotlight falls on Joseph when the story requires it. But it doesn’t linger or stay with Joseph longer than it needs to.
For me, the most beguiling aspect of Joseph’s legacy is how he is not remembered. After the incident in Jerusalem when Jesus was twelve years old, Joseph is not mentioned again in the entire New Testament except in a few instances where Jesus is called ‘the son of Joseph’ or ‘the carpenter’s son’.
But already I am getting ahead of myself and forgetting Joseph almost before I have remembered him. This, it seems, happens often with Joseph, standing there in the shadows and vulnerable to our forgetfulness as important events swirl around him.
Let’s peer into Joseph’s legacy as it comes to us in Matthew 1.16—2.23.
a righteous man and unwilling to expose Mary to public disgrace …
Now the birth of Jesus Christ took place in this way. When his mother Mary had been betrothed to Joseph, before they came together she was found to be with child from the Holy Spirit. And her husband Joseph, being a just man and unwilling to put her to shame, resolved to divorce her quietly.
Matthew 1:18-19 (ESV)
Now I wonder whether you learned this remarkable glimpse of Joseph the way I did in my youth. It’s a strange thing, because our English Bible translations going back to the King James Version get it right. Yet somehow I understood that Moses was just—obedient to God’s savage and unyielding Law—yet somehow at the same time unwilling to put Mary to shame. In this, my boyhood understanding of this fascinating passage, Joseph was more merciful than God’s Law. His heart won out over his head.
But the biblical text suggests that this was not his dilemma. In fact, because he was a just man, he was not willing to throw Mary under the bus as he could well have done if he had been out to protect his own reputation above all else. In Joseph, his alignment with God’s own heart was the very thing that moved him to treat Mary with nobility and kindness, even at the risk of his own name. God’s Law had formed him to be this kind of man.
Already, Joseph becomes a human figure, forced to accommodate competing claims, to make the most of a situation that is complex and not of his making. In his patriarchal culture, where it falls to Joseph to call the shots on how to deal with Mary and her situation, he risks himself to care for her, without telling us in any detail how he feels about the awkwardness of his situation. Already, I begin to like this Joseph, to feel that he knows something about the competing claims on my life …
promptly responsive to God-given dreams and God-sent angels …
Lots of markers in this text describe not just the sequence of Joseph’s response, but the promptness of it.
When Joseph woke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him:
Matthew 1:24 (ESV)
Now when they had departed, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, “Rise, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there until I tell you, for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him.” And he rose and took the child and his mother by nightand departed to Egypt …
Matthew 2:13-14 (ESV)
But when Herod died, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt, saying, “Rise, take the child and his mother and go to the land of Israel, for those who sought the child’s life are dead.” And he rose and took the child and his mother and went to the land of Israel.
Matthew 2:19-21 (ESV)
Brothers and sisters, the languages of the Bible have their ways of giving us cues about the speed or the sloooooowwwneeees of the events they narrate to us. These texts in Matthew 1 and 2 show Joseph moving promptly to obey God’s strange commands to him in what must have been a deeply puzzling period of his once tame life.
So this Christmas, I want to be more like Joseph, quickly responsive to God’s direction in my life.
But there’s more to Joseph if we read carefully between the lines.
principled about sex and relationships …
When Joseph woke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him: he took his wife, but knew her not until she had given birth to a son. And he called his name Jesus.
Matthew 1:24-25 (ESV)
responsible for his wife and child …
Do you like this guy as much as I do? Do you admire him?
I wonder how I passed him by so often and for so many years. But there he was, Joseph in the shadows, allowing others to claim the limelight.
I think again of that second line of my morning prayers: I am a Servant – Called to put the needs of others above myself. And I want to be Joseph this Christmas.
I mentioned that Joseph is more at the center, although never a dominating figure, in Matthew’s edition of the Christmas Story.
As it turns out, Joseph is remembered by Luke also. So he’s not an entirely forgettable character. He matters. There’s some weight to him. He’s a force.
He’s just very comfortable in the shadows.
I really, really like this Joseph dude…
So let’s see what Luke has to say.
I’m gonna’ roll Luke’s glimpses of Joseph out pretty quickly here. After all, Joseph is really a man in the shadows in this, the third of the three gospels, as Luke tells the Christmas Story from his particular angle of view.
Let’s remember that Luke is concerned to provide an almost professionally historical accounting of events. He says so in that memorable first paragraph of his two-volume work, one that starts with his gospel and then continues with what we call The Acts of the Apostles:
Inasmuch as many have undertaken to compile a narrative of the things that have been accomplished among us, just as those who from the beginning were eyewitnesses and ministers of the word have delivered them to us, it seemed good to me also, having followed all things closely for some time past, to write an orderly account for you, most excellent Theophilus, that you may have certainty concerning the things you have been taught.
Luke 1:1-4 (ESV)
So then he works his way through John the Baptist, King Herod, that feisty old couple Zechariah and Elizabeth, all the way up to the culminating announcement of Jesus’ imminent birth.
Now tune your ear to Joseph’s appearance. Don’t blink or you’ll miss it:
In the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a city of Galilee named Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. And the virgin’s name was Mary. And he came to her and said, “Greetings, O favored one, the Lord is with you!” But she was greatly troubled at the saying, and tried to discern what sort of greeting this might be. And the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end.”
Luke 1:26-33 (ESV)
Joseph is basically reduced to a genealogical marker and a silent partner to Mary, who is front and center and happens to be betrothed to this Joseph guy, who is otherwise unmentioned.
Luke 2.1-5, the census and the journey to Bethlehem …
Then, after a whole lot more very consequential stuff in a very long chapter 1, Luke’s second chapter begins with the engaged couple’s journey to Bethlehem. Again, listen carefully or you’ll miss Joseph-in-the-shadows.
In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. This was the first registration when Quirinius was governor of Syria. And all went to be registered, each to his own town.And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the town of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be registered with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth. And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.
Luke 2:1-7 (ESV)
And Joseph also went up…
That’s all the press he gets!
Luke 2.15-19, the silent bystander as the shepherds visit and Mary contemplates …
Then here come the shepherds. Watch for Joseph…
When the angels went away from them into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has made known to us.” And they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in a manger. And when they saw it, they made known the saying that had been told them concerning this child. And all who heard it wondered at what the shepherds told them. But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart. And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen, as it had been told them.
Luke 2:15-20 (ESV)
I mean, we even get concluding summaries of Mary’s ponderings and the shepherds’ rejoicing. But where is Joseph? Invisible. And maybe content to be so.
Luke 2.22-35, the duty of Jerusalem, the parents’ marveling, and Simeon’s message to Mary …
Sadly, we don’t have time to read about Simeon, one of my favorite figures in the Christmas story—maybe I’m just drawn to the old dudes—except for this summary:
And his father and his mother marveled at what was said about him. And Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother, “Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is opposed (and a sword will pierce through your own soul also), so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed.”
Luke 2:33-35 (ESV)
So God is revealing long-kept secrets to human hearts, all of it having to do with the birth of this Infant King … and who gets a special talking-to from Simeon the aged prophet? Mary.
And where is Joseph. Invisible. Again.
Luke 2.41-52, twelve-year-old Jesus’ precocious wisdom in the temple and his parents’ consternation, which Mary speaks …
Now having told the Christmas Story, Luke compacts a lot of time into a few sentences in order to round out the picture of Jesus’ origins. Many of you will remember the amazing wisdom of the young Jesus, speaking in the temple precincts with Israel’s spiritual giants and public intellectuals. When his parents find him back in Jerusalem, utterly consternated by his behavior, who delivers the parental reprimand to the Young Messiah?
Mary. Joseph is silent. Not culpably silent, I think. Not irresponsibly. Just silent. Standing by, out of the limelight while the Lord accomplishes his greatest work.
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Then, as quickly as he has appeared at the beginning of two of the four gospels, Joseph is gone.
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I find this Joseph an interesting man. I would like to know him better, for I too often feel that I live in the shadows of people and events that are much larger than I am. I too often wonder whether I will be remembered, and—if so—how and by whom? Or, like Joseph, largely forgotten.
Yet, upon further reflection in the light of God’s coming near to us in Jesus, I wonder what would have happened if Joseph had not played his critical but overshadowed role in the events of Jesus’ birth.
Would there have been no travel to Bethlehem with pregnant Mary?
No protecting of her honor when she fell pregnant under apparently shameful circumstances?
No hospitality to Babylonian astrologers who turned up with strange gifts in hand?
No careful performance of the duties that took the family to Jerusalem at the appropriate moments in Jesus’ life?
I don’t think I’ll be asked to play a part in anybody’s Christmas play this year.
But I want to be Joseph … willing to do the honorable thing in the shadow of those who do memorable things … willing to be forgotten if only Jesus will be remembered … willing to fade away if Jesus will only come more and more to the center of a growing circle of those who worship him.
Do you wanna’ join me in being Joseph this year?
My fear about preaching a message like this is that it will sentimentalize Joseph and even Christmas itself, kind of like a gauzy focus on a Hallmark Christmas movie.
In reality, Christmas was and is an invasion of earth by the king of heaven and his armies. It’s not sentimental. It’s world-altering.
But in the midst of those events, Joseph was present and accounted for …. Quickly obedient … not needing the limelight.
So let us take up our small parts, brothers and sisters, as our Lord does great things around us in this season that is best titled ‘Emanuel’: God is with us.
God be with you … and with our ailing pastor, who will have us back in 1 Samuel next week at this time and back into a series titled ‘Let Earth Receive Her King’.
A Christian reading of the book called Isaiah should not occasion constant surprise. And yet it does.
Jesus is remembered quite famously as having told a Samaritan woman that ‘salvation is of the Jews’.
You worship what you do not know; we worship what we know, for salvation is from the Jews (ε͗κ τῶν Ἰουδαίων).
John 4:22 (NRSV, emphasis and inserted Greek text added)
In context, the deep impression Jesus leaves upon this Samaritan woman’s neighbors belies the idea that non-Jews are excluded from the salvation in question. Yet the origins of this ’salvation’—humanly speaking—are hardly in doubt for the writer of the Fourth Gospel.
This assertion of a salvific sequence worth careful consideration is hardly an outlier. The New Testament’s most famous apostle, in the midst of one of his recurring wrestlings with the interrelationship of Jews and Gentiles in the economy of Jacob’s God, deploys a phrase that he will find useful more than once.
For I am not ashamed of the gospel; it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who has faith, to the Jew first and also to the Greek (Ἰουδαίῳ τε πρῶτον καὶ Ἕλληνι).
Romans 1:16 (NRSV, emphasis and Greek text added)
Here the collective singular stands in twice for masses of people. Likely, this signals the apostle’s confidence that this is an ingrained way of things independent of human manipulation that plays itself out in individual cases over and over again.
It is all too easy to imagine that this soteriological sequencing somehow takes the place of a prior ingrained Jewish nationalism in early Christian proclamation, opening a door that had previously remained closed to non-Jews while assuring that the privilege of it not be understated. In fact, my students tell me all that the time that this is the way of things.
Yet this seems not to be the manner in which early Christian theologizers read their sources in the Hebrew Bible.
Rather, it seems that early Christian hermeneutics discovered this sequence—this anchoring of expansive salvation in Jewish particularity—in the massively influential book of Isaiah as well as in other Jewish texts. For example, Isaiah’s sixtieth chapter fixes its gaze and addresses its promise to the restored Zion that it imagines in some of the book’s most soaring and lyric poetry.
The turning of tables to Zion’s benefit is named late in the chapter:
The descendants of those who oppressed you shall come bending low to you, and all who despised you shall bow down at your feet; they shall call you the City of the LORD, the Zion of the Holy One of Israel.
Whereas you have been forsaken and hated, with no one passing through, I will make you majestic forever, a joy from age to age.
You shall suck the milk of nations, you shall suck the breasts of kings; and you shall know that I, the LORD, am your Savior and your Redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob.
Isaiah 60:14-16 (NRSV)
Yet this stirring reversal ought not be read as a transformation that occurs to the detriment of those nations that now nourish Zion.
Rather, the chapter’s opening verses address Zion lit up and glorified in a manner that attracts the peoples in the manner of secondary promise and sequenced blessing. The second-person singular addressee is most certainly the restored city.
Arise, shine; for your light has come, and the glory of the LORD has risen upon you.
For darkness shall cover the earth, and thick darkness the peoples; but the LORD will arise upon you, and his glory will appear over you.
Nations shall come to your light, and kings to the brightness of your dawn.
Isaiah 60:1-3 (NRSV)
Passages like this steward the sequence and anchor the illumination of ‘the nations’ in a way that might easily have inspired, informed, and even shaped the New Testament proclamation of a Jesus movement that by appearances surprised itself at every turn by the response of non-Jews, then turned its hand to the hard work of how such ’new folks’ ought to be integrated into a family that began as a branch of Judaism.
Difficult times would come in that process which scholars often identify as ’the parting of the ways’. Yet it is both sobering and fascinating to observe the way in which early preachers and evangelists of the Jesus movement found themselves reading the Jewish Scriptures in a way that seems coherent even to (some) modern historians of the Way.
The stewards of those new wineskins that early Jewish followers of Jesus found necessary for the preservation of new wine did not, it turns out, imagine that everything had become something other than it had been. The vigor of their newfound regard for the risen Jesus led them back to old books like the one they called ‘Isaiah’, there to find the same sequencing of salvation, the very anchoring of light in YHWH’s disclosure to Israel itself that infused the teaching of their Lord and the writing of their apostles.
The notion that ‘salvation is from the Jews’ would be tested and often discarded in ensuing centuries, up to and including our own. Yet it seems difficult to this Christian reader of Isaiah to imagine that this sequence, this anchoring of ‘Jesus faith’ in Jewish experience can be discarded without inventing a new religion that is or will eventually become cast adrift from its moorings.
From the moment YHWH’s servant is introduced in 42.1, there is a hint that the servant’s career will be an arduous one. Indeed, the presentation formula at 42.1 says as much with its first breath:
הן עבדי אתמך־בו Here is my servant, whom I uphold…
Isaiah 42:1 (NRSV)
YHWH’s pledge to uphold (תמך) all but requires that we imagine resistance to the servant’s work, the potential weakness of the servant himself, or both.
Not surprisingly, then, the passages that follow abound in promises by YHWH to supply all that the servant will require in order that he should persevere to the conclusion of his assigned agenda.
Chapter forty-four continues this sequence of promises, holding tight to the communal or collective identity of the curiously named ‘servant’ while painting with new color the circumstances of his adventure.
But now hear, O Jacob my servant, Israel whom I have chosen!
Thus says the LORD who made you, who formed you in the womb and will help you: Do not fear, O Jacob my servant, Jeshurun whom I have chosen.
For I will pour water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground; I will pour my spirit upon your descendants, and my blessing on your offspring.
They shall spring up like a green tamarisk, like willows by flowing streams. This one will say, ‘I am the LORD’S,’ another will be called by the name of Jacob, yet another will write on the hand, ‘The LORD’S,’ and adopt the name of Israel.
Isaiah 44:1-5 (NRSV)
The chapter’s opening oracle, quoted just above, provides essential elements for a comprehensive understanding of the servant figure in the book called Isaiah. Characteristically, it does so incrementally and in a dialect of rich and complex metaphor.
First, we find further assurance in a classic summons to overcome fear—‘Do not fear, O Jacob my servant…!’—that an evident danger ought not to be given more weight than it is due in the context of YHWH’s presence and provision. This continues the tone of reassurance that has accompanied the servant discourse from its beginning.
Additionally, we find overlapping imagery regarding the provision of water in a desert, on the one hand, and descendants/offspring, on the other. These are introduced sequentially, then blended a moment later when the aforementioned descendants/offspring spring up like tamarisk and willows in consequence of YHWH’s irrigation of the desert.
This interplay of images is further enriched by the realization that YHWH’s spirit and the water he provides appear to be two ways of speaking about the same thing.
Finally, the text drops plant imagery as quickly has it had introduced it in order to return to the matter of people. When it does so, we learn that the servant Jacob/Israel’s suddenly appearing children are in fact the offspring of other nations who now—remarkably—adopt the name of Israel.
The overall impact of this oracle’s supplementation of preceding servant discourse is extraordinary. The reference of YHWH’s spirit seems certain to echo that saturating spirit that comes to rest upon the Jesse-king of chapter 11, perhaps linking the collective Jacob/Israel servant with that quite individual, regal figure. And the servant’s YHWH-provisioned return—if this is the movement we are meant to imagine—somehow creates a more complex Jacob/Israel in the very act of its potentially wearying desert crossing.
The children are descended from their parents, yet they are from a different people. YHWH, supporting and sustaining his servant, will see to it. The task is hard, yet the outcome assured. The servant is vulnerable, yet strangely enriched by daughters and sons it did not bear in Babylon nor bring from that soon-to-be-forgotten place. Yet here they are, calling themselves by YHWH-names, more sons and daughters than new-found cousins.
Just as the book called Isaiah plays on the concepts of YHWH’s strength and his provision of strength to Jacob/Israel, so does the book’s discourse regarding the servant of YHWH make artful use of the concepts of gentleness, weakness, and dimness.
The formal presentation of YHWH’s servant in chapter 42 initiates this interplay of concepts across parallel subjects.
Here is my servant, whom I uphold, my chosen, in whom my soul delights; I have put my spirit upon him; he will bring forth justice to the nations.
He will not cry or lift up his voice, or make it heard in the street; a bruised reed he will not break, and a dimly burning wick (ופשתה כהה) he will not quench; he will faithfully bring forth justice.
He will not grow faint (לא יכהה) or be crushed until he has established justice in the earth; and the coastlands wait for his teaching.”
Isaías 42:1-4 (NRSV, emphasis and Hebrew text added)
The servant’s task and eventual achievement is portrayed as a quite formidable establishment of justice across many nations, indeed ‘in the earth’ (NRSV). In ordinary circumstances, such a feat might be expected to depend upon the application of great force.
Not here. Instead, the servant will not quench ‘a dimly burning wick’. The expression deploys the verb כהה. The metaphor is best understood as presenting a weary or disheartened person or population. We are asked to imagine that the subjection of that people to the conditions of justice will not crush the dispirited or vulnerable members of its population.
One might have expected the metaphor, having served its purpose, to recede from view. But this does not happen.
Instead, the very next verse hints at the servants own vulnerability and the effective perseverance that will triumph over it. The very same root is now deployed as a verb. The servant ‘will not grow faint’ (לא יכהה). The oscillation in NRSV between the metaphorical wick’s ‘dimly burning’ nature and the servant’s refusal to ‘grow faint’ is perhaps a necessary concession to the demands of translation. Sadly, it sacrifices the play on words that binds the weak members among the nations who will not be crushed in the course of the servant’s administration or impost of justice to the servant’s own refusal to give in to the exhaustion with which his task is understood to threaten him.
This is not the last time that verbal artistry will serve to bind YHWH’s servant deeply to the identity of YHWH himself or to that of human beings who will be impacted by his vocation. In this case, the servant’s gentle disposition towards the objects of his calling and the vulnerability he shares with them but somehow overcomes conspire to bind the two subjects into a remarkable if subtly suggestive solidarity.
All of this occurs in the context of the world-shaping, world-remaking administration of justice which the servant of YHWH appears to ‘bring out’ from Zion for the benefit of nations that, for their part, await the instruction that will shape their new future.
A sermon preached at Wethersfield Evangelical Free Church
14 November 2022
Video of the service to which this sermon contributed here.
Psalm 67
What does your life point towards? What’s the horizon you’re walking towards?
Here’s another way to ask the same question, although it may sound like a completely different question: What do you love?
Pastor Scott has recommended to some of us a book by James K.A. Smith called On the Road with Saint Augustine: A Real-World Spirituality for Restless Hearts. Right now I’m reading a different book by the same author. It’s title is Desiring the Kingdom: Worship, Worldview, and Cultural Formation.
In this book, Smith presses home the point that we are not thinking creatures first and foremost. We are not even credal or believing creatures, first and foremost. Smith believes we are loving creatures long before we get around to the important work of thinking and believing. It’s only in the process of walking towards—or pursuing—what we love that we come to think and build understanding and even doctrine around it.
Smith is a Christian, so he is sure we are this way because that’s how God made us.
James K.A. Smith believes, with Augustine and many of the greatest voices in Christian history, that we inevitably walk toward what we love. What we love becomes our destination. It shapes us and draws us and pulls us toward it.
In fact, we actually become more and more like the thing we love.
I think Smith is right, which is why I float a twin version of that single question this morning: What is your life pointed at? What do you love?
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Let’s hear Psalm 67 again:
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Psalm. A Song.
May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, Selah
that your way may be known on earth, your saving power among all nations.
Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you!
Let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you judge the peoples with equity and guide the nations upon earth. Selah
Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you!
The earth has yielded its increase; God, our God, shall bless us.
God shall bless us; let all the ends of the earth fear him!
Psalm 67 (ESV)
Last Sunday morning, after ten riveting days back in Colombia where Karen and I serve as missionaries, I sat alone in a Medellín airport lounge as I waited to board my flight back to Miami. Although the lounge had not officially opened yet, the attendant offered that it would be OK if I went in and made myself comfortable. She even offered to have breakfast brought to me if I was hungry.
Things like that happen in Colombia….
I sat there alone in that lounge, processing ten intense days with people whom I love in a country my heart has grown to love, up to my armpits in work I love. I knew that two flights later, I’d be landing in another place I love where I live among people I love, beside a wife whom I love, up to my eyeballs in a different kind of work that I love.
I honestly feared I would break down in sobs from the sheer beautiful weight of it all.
When I told Karen about the intensity of those thirty minutes, she asked why it was such an emotional experience for me. I had to think about my answer. I think it’s because, since I was a junior in high school, God has told my own little story in a way that points me at the beautiful horizon that is all peoples, reconciled in Christ and worshiping their Maker as one family.
Over the years, it’s become what I love.
On the rare occasion that I ask myself if I’m making this all up, I console myself with the reality that it’s the vision the apostle Paul loved also. I figure the dude makes for pretty good company.
It’s why I cannot wait to have some of you meet our church and my students and our seminary community and our adoptive city in Colombia next April.
I’m a missionary. That’s no better or worse than any other calling. It’s just mine and you have yours. But for almost fifty years, it has kept my life pointed at the vision of this sixty-seventh psalm. In the company of Karen and a few people whom God has placed into my life so that we can walk together, I love this future more than anything else I know.
I want to invite you into that same love … into that same directionality … this morning. I want to ask you to point your lives at God’s dream … his vision … his sovereign longing … his project … his mission. His triumph.
I want to be clear that I’m not inviting you to be more like me. That’s not where my heart is and I’m a very broken vessel in any case. But God has in fact fixed my direction on the future that this psalm celebrates. It’s what I love. I hope you will walk towards it and love it, too.
POINT ONE: MISSION STARTS FROM WHERE YOU ARE (Aaronic blessing of Israel).
Sometimes here at Wethersfield Evangelical Free Church, we recite together the Apostle’s Creed. I love it when we do that. It typically moistens my eyes and the emotion of it usually keeps me from getting all the words of the creed out to where my lips can speak them.
I think that strong response comes to me because in that moment we are taking up for ourselves in our time and place a declaration that was important to the Lord’s people many centuries ago. It still speaks to us. It still forms us, even though our time and place are so different than those in which the Apostle’s Creed was first spoken.
Something similar happens in this Psalm.
Psalm 67 takes up the great blessing that was entrusted to Aaron and Israel’s priests centuries before this psalm was written, long before any gathered community of Israelites had lifted it in song. This priestly blessing is preserved for us in the sixth chapter of the Book of Numbers. As I read the Aaronic blessing, some of youwill recognize it instantly. All of us will hear in it the lines that now reverberate in Psalm 67:
The LORD spoke to Moses, saying, ‘Speak to Aaron and his sons, saying, Thus you shall bless the people of Israel: you shall say to them,
The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
So shall they put my name upon the people of Israel, and I will bless them.’
Numbers 6:22-27 (ESV)
Can you appreciate that this blessing is spoken by the priests of Israel for the people of Israel? We might say that it is Israel-centric. The priest speaks the blessing over ‘the people of Israel’—the text says exactly that—and the Lord promises that when this blessing is spoken over Israel, ‘I will bless them.’
This is Israel’s blessing … spoken by Israel’s priests … at the conclusion of Israel’s worship … for the sake of Israel’s future.
Yet, brothers and sisters, in the economy of God, the blessing that God’s people experience in any moment is impossible to grasp in closed hands. It always wants to trampoline … to boomerang … to crescendo off of the people into blessing for others.
There is a centrifugal force at the core of all of God’s blessing. It longs to propel itself outwards beyond its point of first landing. There is a hard-wired generosity in the interaction between God and his people. For those of you who know Scripture well, there is always an Abrahamic energy in God’s particular blessings. They always have ‘many nations’ in view, just as Abraham was promised that the blessing the Lord laid upon his shoulders in Genesis chapter 12 would cause the blessing of many nations.
So we shouldn’t be surprised to find this Aaronic blessing taken up as it has been centuries after the fact in Psalm 67, our text for today.
In a spirit of worship, Psalm 67—centuries later—picks up the words and the cadence of that ancient blessing and sings it out. Now, though, these worshipping voices declare that what Israel has discovered and understood and lived must become the experience of all peoples.
Verses 1-3 capture the gist of the psalm and declare the restlessly expansive nature of God’s blessing to Israel.
May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, Selah
that your way may be known on earth, your saving power among all nations.
Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you!
Psalm 67:1-3 (ESV)
Make us an example of salvation/grace!
Use us! Allow us, Lord, to receive all that you have done for us and to pay it forward!
This is very far from self-protectiveness, from grubby self-interest, from ‘God is on our side!’ This is on the other side of the world from religious nationalism.
It is the ancient prayer, even the most ancient prayer of Israel. It speaks of an inherited, learned, disciplined seeking of God’s face. But this blessing is not merely for us. God’s blessing lands among us, Israel declares, so that we might become an instrument in God’s hands, so that he could through us fulfill his redeeming plans for all nations.
Now we are not, you and I, we are not ancient Israel. But we are New Israel: old Israel now caught up and re-forged in a New Covenant with the very same Lord of Israel. So it makes sense for us to find ourselves in this ancient prayer of Israel. It makes sense for us to long for God’s smile, as the daughters and sons and fathers and mothers of ancient Israel did every time they heard the priest pronounce these words over them.
It makes sense for us to find our lives pointed towards a future where all the peoples rejoice in our God. It makes sense for us to love that future … as we love almost nothing else.
Can you see that? Is that getting into your heart, or perhaps fanning the flame of something that’s already there?
Now here’s a second point that builds on the first…
POINT TWO: MISSION CONTINUES WITH LONGING TO SEE THE NATIONS REJOICE IN THE GOD OF (NEW) ISRAEL.
Why would the development that is prayed for here be a source of joy for the nations? Why would Israel’s hope land among all peoples as good news?
The reason given in Psalm 67 may not be the only reason for all the peoples to praise Israel’s God after they have learned that he is also their God. But the fact that it’s the only reason given in this psalm means that it’s probably the main reason?
What is this reason, what explains the psalmist’s desire to see the nations praise him? In the text, it’s expressed like this: God will judge with equity… and guide the nations upon the earth.
In particular, that first declaration—God will judge with equity—is an expectation that shows its face throughout Scripture. The very same expression occurs multiple times in the Old Testament psalms and prophets, and it’s intended to signal a major change in the reality you and I have experienced. Scripture is often reluctant to tell us how and when or at what velocity this judgement with equity will occur, but it assures us that it’s a key component of the Lord’s project in his world.
What we babbling, anxious nations cannot fix by ourselves, the Lord will one day repair. Our most unsolvable conflicts will in fact become sorted out as he judges … as he restores to order what has become hopelessly twisted. The outcome is that ‘the nations’ will be re-oriented towards peace and filled with joy. They will beat their swords, as one version of this thing has it, into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. The instruments of war will be converted into the tools of planting and harvest.
Now I know that this anticipated future clashes with at least two sets of mind that we bring into worship together this morning.
On the one hand, we are skeptical and even cynical realists. We know how merciless and unyielding our world’s battles are. This all sounds too good to be true. It sounds too utopian for people like us, who will not be fooled … who will not let our hopes spin out of control.
And it is too good to be true. Unless, that is, it is where the Sovereign Lord intends to take history. Then all our dumbed-down expectations are too miserable to be true.
The second assumption is going to obligate me to use a little bit of technical language, so bear with me.
All of us who are evangelical Christians—if that’s not you, please be patient while I talk a little inside baseball—have been born and raised during a period of history when a ‘stingy eschatology’ rather than a ‘generous eschatology’ has been the Majority Report. It’s how we’ve understood, how we’ve been taught, eschatology, which is another word for where God is taking his world.
What does that mean? Well, at the risk of caricature, a ‘stingy eschatology’ understands God’s purpose to be to save a few people and maybe a handful of peoples while the rest are lost.
A ’generous eschatology’—clearly, my language stacks the deck in favor of my own point of view—reads Scripture to promise the redemption of a population that it insistently calls ‘all the peoples’.
Over years of studying this stuff, I have arrived at some convictions around a ‘generous eschatology’. I think that the fact that we’re a mostly Gentile church, comprised of non-Jewish nations, of ‘all the peoples’, shows that God has been active on this front quite triumphantly for about twenty centuries now. And it looks to me as though he’s just getting started.
You see, as Jesus and the apostle Paul both teach us never to forget, each in his own way, salvation is of the Jews …. And for the nations.
Our Psalm 67 beautifully expresses this conviction. Its writer and those who worship by singing its song consider that this is a gorgeous reality, one worthy of pointing our lives towards … one worthy of loving as we love few other things. I think so, too. I invite you to join the chorus.
Even if you’re not yet singing this song, let me point out that it’s the very thing I’m describing that explains why we at WEFC continue to do this quaint thing of ‘sending missionaries’.
It’s because we believe the Bible. And we love its generous Author.
So we can never keep his blessings for ourselves. Or even want to.
POINT THREE: GOD’S PROVISION TODAY IS A DOWN PAYMENT ON HIS PLAN FOR OUR WHOLE WORLD
Do you find Fall in New England profoundly satisfying to your soul, perhaps in words you can’t express? The golden leaves … The ‘football weather’, as my late father loved to call it.
Did you bow your head in thanks over breakfast this morning?
Did your car start right up today? Were you able to squeak out the mortgage payment last month? Did your wife call you ‘honey’ again? Were you able to leave the house unlocked while you walked the dog? Did you walk into that school in peace on Tuesday and vote for the candidates of your choice? Do they know your name at church? Has your son’s sobriety reached all the way to six months?
These are fragments of Providence.
There is more than one way to translate verses 6and 7. The tense and mood of the Hebrew verbs are tricky. But let’s just take the ESV as it stands, because it’s at least as good a presentation as any of the alternatives:
The earth has yielded its increase; God, our God, shall bless us.
God shall bless us; let all the ends of the earth fear him!
Psalm 67:6-7 (ESV)
The words look back on a recent harvest that will put bread and milk on the table for some Israelite family:
The earth has yielded its increase.
The locust or a dry spell at the same time could have made it a different kind of winter.
God’s providence builds the pray-er’s confidence that God, our God, will continue to bless us:
God, our God, shall bless us. God shall bless us.
But do you see what happens next. Even in this moment of deep gratitude for what God has done for us, the psalmist looks out at all the rest of humanity and almost wills upon it a relationship with God, a knowledge of God, the salvation of God. No matter how different those people are than me, how different their skin color, how crazy their language, how impenetrable their customs, the Israelite who prays this psalm longs for them to know the LORD:
…let all the ends of the earth fear him!
The psalmist’s life is pointed at something. It is expressing the thing it most loves: the idea that God’s redemption should finally reach the ends of the earth.
This is the promise to Abraham, that ancient father of many nations.
This is the Great Commission.
This is lives pointed to a horizon where all peoples will song God’s praise.
This is, among other things, what we call missions … a core feature of our live together in Christ that we remember this month with particular clarity.
It’s not a technique. It’s a posture.
It’s not a method. It’s a deep, abiding love.
Last night I sat in a different airport, this time in a departure lounge of O’Hare Airport, putting the final touches on this message. I reviewed Pastor Scott’s design of this Missions Emphasis Month at our beloved church.
THEME: “I (the Lord) Do It . . . We Do It”
“For my own sake, for my own sake, I do it.” Isaiah 48:11
God does missions for his own sake . . . so, should we.
I’m not sure that I know any truer words.
The Lord will have his triumph in history according to his calendar and in his way. History will not end in ashes, but rather in glory.
Will it become your love? Will it become the thing you walk towards, the horizon to which our lives are pointed?
Our moment will distract us with pathetic little lies like these:
As long as you have your health, that’s the most important thing.
Family is everything.
He who dies with the most toys wins.
If it feels this good, it must be right.
Everything hinges on the next election.
I need to have this.
It’s all about you.
These are all lies, some of them more well-intentioned than others, several more plausible than the others.
But wouldn’t you rather live in this?:
May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us, Selah
that your way may be known on earth, your saving power among all nations.
Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you!
Let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you judge the peoples with equity and guide the nations upon earth. Selah
Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you!
May it be so.
PRAYER:
Oh, the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments and how inscrutable his ways! “For who has known the mind of the Lord, or who has been his counselor?” “Or who has given a gift to him that he might be repaid?” For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be glory forever. Amen.
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