Sunday, 9 October 2022

Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity 2022

 

‘These are the words of the letter that the prophet Jeremiah sent from Jerusalem to the remaining elders among the exiles, and to the priests, the prophets, and all the people, whom Nebuchadnezzar had taken into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon.

‘Thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, to all the exiles whom I have sent into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon: Build houses and live in them; plant gardens and eat what they produce. Take wives and have sons and daughters; take wives for your sons, and give your daughters in marriage, that they may bear sons and daughters; multiply there, and do not decrease. But seek the welfare of the city where I have sent you into exile, and pray to the Lord on its behalf, for in its welfare you will find your welfare.’

Jeremiah 29:1, 4-7

These are the words. Words that are both heavy on the heart, and laden with grace.

A little history. Empires rise and empires fall. The Neo-Babylonians defeated the Neo-Assyrians. Alarmed by this shift in power, the Egyptians moved north to support their Assyrian allies. To do so, they had to pass through the territory of Judah. King Josiah rode out to turn them back and was killed in battle. His younger son, Jehoahaz, succeed him; but just three months later the pharaoh, Neco II, on his way home from war, deposed Jehoahaz, carrying him off captive to Egypt and appointing his older brother Jehoiakim king in Jerusalem in his place. So, when the Babylonians went on to defeat the Egyptians, Nebuchadnezzar II laid Jerusalem to siege. To save the city, Jehoiakim switched allegiances. Even so, Nebuchadnezzar extracted a hefty tribute, including taking members of the royal family and court hostage in Babylon. The Babylonians tried to build on their victory over the Egyptians in battle, attempting to press on to take Egypt itself, but they were unsuccessful in their ambitions. Their failure to capitalise undermined their control in the region, and Jehoiakim, ever the politician, switched sides again, hoping that the Egyptians might rid him of Babylonian interference. Instead, Nebuchadnezzar, incensed at losing tribute income, laid siege to Jerusalem again. Jehoiakim died and was succeeded by his son Jeconiah. Within three months, Jerusalem had fallen. The Babylonians carried anyone who might resource an insurgence—including influential leaders and those who could make weapons—off into exile and put Jeconiah’s uncle on the throne, a puppet king to whom they gave the name Zedekiah.

A decade later, Zedekiah made an alliance with the pharaoh, Hophra, and revolted against Babylonian rule. Nebuchadnezzar laid siege to Jerusalem yet again. This time the city held out for thirty months before falling, at which point Nebuchadnezzar had Zedekiah’s sons killed in front of him, before gouging out his eyes and carrying him off to captivity in Babylon. As for Jerusalem, the city was burnt to the ground, and Solomon’s Temple destroyed.

Jeremiah 29 is set soon after Jeconiah and the first wave of exiles are carried off to Babylon. As Zedekiah takes up office (chapter 28) a certain self-styled prophet, Hananiah, proclaims that this was a temporary setback and that the exiles would return within two years, restored by the Lord of hosts, who would liberate them from the Babylonians. This message fuels hope among both the citizens of Jerusalem and the newly captive exiles in Babylon. But Jeremiah counters that Hananiah is a false prophet, holding out false hope. Hananiah dies, thus shown to be under the Lord’s judgement. Jeremiah writes to the exiles, telling them that their captivity will be a lengthy one, several generations long. Therefore, they must put down roots that will sustain them. Crucially, they must also intercede to the Lord on behalf of their Babylonian overlords, for their own welfare is now tied to the welfare of their enemies.

These are the words. Words that are both heavy on the heart, and laden with grace.

Jeremiah’s advice, originating in the Lord of angel armies and God of the descendants of Israel—who wrestled a full night with an angel of the Lord, and thereafter walked with a limp—is deeply practical, and ordered for fruitfulness. Build houses and live in them. Plant gardens and eat what they produce. Marry and have children, to the third generation—for when the Lord places constraint (curses) on people in judgement for abandoning the covenant, places limits on the damage they can cause, he does so to the third generation. In any event, all three actions—build, plant, marry—participate in the work of making the community complete or sound: live, eat, multiply. This, for the Babylonians as well as for the Jews. And as it turned out, the Jewish community does this so well that when, a long time later, Babylon falls to the Persian empire and Cyrus permits the Jews to return to Judah, many freely choose not to go. Babylon is home now. Their God is not tied to Jerusalem but is Lord of all the earth.

These are the words. Words that are both heavy on the heart, and laden with grace.

What might these words have to say to us in our day?

What might it look like for us to accept that our present state, a church exiled from being the heart of our communities, is not a passing moment but our future for several generations?

What do we need to let go of? (Expect to have to wrestle with this question.)

Where do we need to focus our energy? (Expect to have to wrestle with this question, too.)

What does building houses and planting gardens and marrying look like here, now?

What does ‘live,’ and ‘eat,’ and ‘raise children’ look like, as the way we nurture a community that is healthy and whole, that embodies welfare?

 

No comments:

Post a Comment