Sunday, November 11,
2018
Whew! Big exhale.
Why? She has looked at me with a
solemn face as she asked me to pray for her.
What I say next is really important.
I
respond, “Tell me about it.”
Every
single one of us has a story. Even the
seemingly unremarkable daily occurrences move the story of your life. It might mean nothing to someone else, but
this is your story. You don’t know what’s
on the next page until you get to it.
When
someone asks for prayer, she (or he) is reeling from what happened on the
previous page; agonizing through the page she’s currently on; and, fearing
what’s on the next page. We don’t ask
for prayer in the happiest parts of the story.
We’re blissful in those moments. We
ask for prayer when things are tough and we’re worried, afraid.
It’s
clear she is a believer in Jesus. Her
thought that prayer might help was an indication of this. As she tells her story, she says, “I know God
is control.” Why say that? I think it’s because we absolutely hope that
is so. It’s a veiled desperation
heave. O God, I hope you’re in control.
God
could have stopped the mass shooting in California; and the one in Pittsburgh;
and the one in Parkland, Florida; and the one … . God could have stopped it all
if God wanted to. Did God just not want
to?
Telemachus
Orfanos was at the Las Vegas concert last year.
He survived that mass shooting. I
wonder if he said a prayer of thanks that included the words, “God is in
control.” He was 27 years old, a U.S.
Navy veteran. We honor veterans today. God is in control. He who survived Las Vegas was killed at the
shooting in California last week. God is
in control? How much control does God really have?
The
book of First Kings in the Old Testament, after taking us through the golden
age of King Solomon, then details the tragic story of God’s chosen people as
they, against God’s intentions, split into a Northern Kingdom, Israel, and a
Southern Kingdom, Judah. Both were ruled
by a series of kings, many of whom tried to be faithful to God’s ways. Just as many abused power, disregarded the
suffering of the poor, and led the nation into sinful idolatry by mixing
worship of God with worship of other peoples’ pagan gods called Baals.
At
the end of chapter 16, we meet the new king of the north, Ahab. It says, “Ahab
did more to provoke the anger of the Lord … than had all the kings of Israel
before him.” Ahab married a non-Jewish
queen, Jezebel, daughter of the king of Sidon.
Ahab happily followed as she led him into idolatry, an insulting
disregard of the God Ahab was supposed to represent and serve and love.
Flipping
the page to chapter 17, without warning or ceremony, we meet Elijah the
Tishbite. No introduction is
offered. He bursts onto the scene, his
first recorded words a direct threat to King Ahab. He tells Ahab there will be a 3-year drought
in which rain will only come at his, Elijah’s word.
Why
don’t we receive background on Elijah, the Old Testament’s most prominent
prophet? Prophets only existed to point
people to God; often, pointing to God’s displeasure. Prophets meant to speak and then diminish as
the message of God dominated the story. No one believed the idea that God is in
control with as much commitment as the prophets.
Implied
in his pronouncement of the drought was a condemnation of Ahab and
Jezebel. This drought is God’s
punishment for their wickedness.
Immediately God sends Elijah into the wilderness, on the run. By declaring the environmental disaster and
blaming the king, Elijah becomes an enemy of that king. Ahab kills his enemies. And Jezebel is more coldblooded than her
husband.
The
entire episode displays God’s control.
God tells Elijah to flee to the Wadi Cherith, a barren, dry place of
wilderness; and that was true even when there was no drought. Now, no one survives out there. It is the perfect place to hide because Ahab will
never think to chase Elijah there. No
fool would hide there.
God
makes water flow from the dried up wadi and Elijah drinks. God instructs ravens to bring Elijah food and
they do. Control! God controls the rain and the animals and the
streams.
But
this begs the question, what about everyone else, besides Ahab and
Jezebel. We know that in natural
disasters – floods, droughts, hurricanes, fires – the poor suffer worse than
the rich. Yes the drought punishes the
wicked king and queen, but must God punish everyone as a drought clearly does? We have to look back at the story – Elijah’s
story; Ahab and Jezebel’s story; yours and mine. I meet God in my story, but I do not know
what God is doing in others’ stories. There
was a drought. It does not tells us how
God acts in the stories of common people throughout Israel during the drought.
Then,
the next account tells us exactly that; not a king’s story, but the presence of
God in a very common person’s story.
Elijah has been in a place where his only hope of survival is God’s
ability to command nature – ravens to provide for him. Also, Elijah depends on his belief that God wants to help him.
To
Elijah in his Cherith wilderness hideout we read that “the word of the Lord
came to him.” “Go now to Zarephath and
live there.” Zarephath is in the coastal
region to the west of Israel. Sidon is
the capital city of the region. Remember
Sidon? That’s Jezebel’s hometown. It’s like telling a runaway slave in 1860 to
hide in the home of a poor white farmer in Mississippi.
God
tells Elijah, “I have commanded a widow there to feed you.” The narrator of 1st Kings does not
let us in on Elijah’s, thoughts, not yet, anyway. Elijah goes and meets the woman at the
Zarephath town gate. She doesn’t look
very good as she gathers kindling. She’s
dangerously thin, with sunken cheeks and sallow complexion. Elijah asks her to stop what she’s doing and
fetch him a drink of water. Without protest,
she moves at his word and as she does, he asks her to bring him bread.
This
is too much. She replies, “As the Lord
your God lives” – she knows who Elijah is, that he is the prophet of the God
who’s caused the misery of this drought – “As the Lord your God lives, I have
nothing baked, only a handful of meal in a jar, and a little oil in a jug; I am
now gathering sticks so that I may go home and prepare it for myself and my son
so that we may eat it and die.” She is
preparing for her own last supper.
First,
God sent Elijah to survive in the wilderness around the Wadi Cherith. He lived in a place of death. Now, God has sent Elijah into enemy territory
to get sustenance from a woman who is planning to starve to death in the midst
of the drought God has sent.
Elijah’s
next words show how utterly idiotic we can sound when we say exactly what God
tells us to say. “Fear not,” he tells
her. Then he tells her to go ahead with
plans, a last supper followed by death by starvation. Yeah,
go ahead with that, but first bring me a little something to eat. It’s so ludicrous, it defies
description. And that’s the point.
We
heard the telltale phrase of Old Testament prophets when Elijah was sent to
Jezebel’s stomping grounds. “The Word of
the Lord came to him.” Now we hear a
similar phrase that signals God is in the midst of this inexplicable
contradiction in Elijah’s words. “Thus
says the Lord, the God of Israel.” We
know something profound is coming. Your jar of meal from which you make bread
and your jug of cooking oil you use to prepare it will not empty until the rain
comes. So, go ahead and prepare for
your death, but know this. God is
preparing life for you. Not only that,
but you will be a part of the story of God’s word convicting and then redeeming
Israel.
We
say “God is in control” as a desperate hope that God will do something to
rescue us from the darkness we’re in; we cling to the hope that God will heal
us from the trauma we have suffered. God
did not cause the shooting in California or Pittsburgh or Florida. God did not spare Telemachus Orfanos in Las
Vegas just to have him die this past week.
These shootings happen because God allows us to have free will. When we human beings have free will, often,
we choose evil. These shootings and
deaths are evil. Evil is present in the
world. I don’t know why this young navy
veteran died. His story is not my
story. What I believe is God was in his
story. I know God is in mine.
God
is first in control of God’s self in a way that I cannot control myself. I overreact to things. I get emotional. I lose my temper. I can be selfish and, sometimes,
shortsighted. I lose control. I believe we all do. God is steadfast. God doesn’t direct every movement of my life
or course correct every time I make a bad decision. God lets me live with the consequence of my
mistakes. God lets me suffer the natural
outcomes of my sins.
When
I turn back to God in repentance and faith, God forgives. God creates a new future. When, from the darkest parts of myself, I
turn to God, God shines His light in the darkness. God draws me to it. We see this in the Apostle Peter. He denied knowing Jesus three times as Jesus
was being tried and flogged. A week
after the resurrection, Jesus restored Peter, three times allowing him to pledge
his love. Peter bore scars on his soul
from his sin, but those scars were signs of healing restoration, not
shame.
The
widow in Zarephath “went and did” according to Elijah’s word (v.15). She doesn’t question. She keeps scooping ground meal, pouring oil,
baking bread, and feeding God’s prophet, her son, and herself. With each meal, with the restoration of her
health, with each moment of feeling full and satisfied, she discovers what it
means to live according to the word of the Lord.
When
the pages of your story tell of that part when you have to walk, as Psalm 23
says, through “the valley of the shadow of death,” and your only recourse is to
ask a friend to pray for you; there’s no other solution. I don’t know that God promises to make the next
page in your story instantly easier or to immediately solve all problems.
Here’s
what I am sure of. God promises to be
there. Life is out of control. You and I feel out of control. So we pray.
And when we do, we meet a God who gives hope to starving widows who have
lost it. We meet the God who confronts
wicked kings with truth and power. We
come face to face with the God who loves us so much, he let his only son take
our place in death.
Maybe
in your story right now, the next line is, someone,
please, pray for me. Maybe that’s how things are. Of course, you have people to pray for you
and with you. God is here. He loves you.
Whatever you have going on, in this very moment, turn to Him. Ask him to help you. Turn to Him and see what it looks in your
life when he fills your cup and blesses you with His love.
AMEN
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