Lectionary
readings: Exodus 20.1–20 and Philippians 3.4–14 and Matthew
21.33–46
I
wonder what comes to mind when you hear mention of the Ten Commandments?
Perhaps you’ve known them used as a blunt weapon for exercising control,
wielded by Catholic nuns in schools or American Evangelicals in the public
square? Perhaps they give rise to unwelcome feelings of inadequacy or failure, a
sense of shame? Perhaps you believe them to be obsolete, a fossil record from
another age? Is it even conceivable that they might be words of life?
There’s
a God whose story is told in the Bible, whose name is Yahweh, which means ‘I
call into being.’ We first meet this God in the first verse of the first book
of the Bible, when they ‘call into being’ ‘the heavens and the earth,’ fashioning
worlds of Sky and Earth and Sea. In response, all life unfolds, watched over by
appointed guardians, until it fills every vast open space and tiny nook and
cranny, complete with catastrophe and failure, mutation, and imaginative leaps
along the way. Dinosaurs and dung beetles, pygmy shrews and kangaroos, penguins
and pandas, crocodiles and condors, humpbacked whales, and woolly mammoths. This
company loving God calls into being angelic beings [gods] and human beings and
invites all creation to participate in the miracle of life. But not everything,
not everyone, does so choose, at least not consistently.
After
many adventures, with many friends, this God appears to Moses. Moses is a trauma
survivor trying to rebuild a life, complete with catastrophe and imaginative
leaps along the way. Yahweh convinces him to join forces and return to Egypt, to
his beginnings, to liberate Moses’ people from the pantheon of Egyptian gods to
whom they lived in bondage. And having mounted a successful operation to free
them, this God introduces himself to the people. ‘I am Yahweh, the one who
calls you into being.’
Whenever
God speaks, it is to call something into being, to shape the world in a
particular way, so that life can flourish. The ‘Ten Words,’ or Commandments, are
words of life, continually calling a people—the people of [this] God—into being.
They underwrite a moral universe and are also permissive invitations to respond,
complete with those catastrophes and imaginative leaps along the way, already
noted above.
The
first word establishes an enduring freedom from the fear of a return to debt bondage.
[This is the most common form of slavery in the world today, experienced by
over 8 million people.] Yahweh, who has rescued this people in the immediate
past, proclaims that the day will not come to pass when some other god will recapture
them. Literally, Yahweh—who is eternal—will not live to see it. Even when Yahweh
does later hand the people over to other gods, as the consequence of their
unfaithfulness, terms are clearly stated and upheld—a seventy-year-long exile. If
we were to trust this first word, if we were to seek to be shaped by it, we
would reject the path of seeking to control others, would reject manipulation as
a legitimate use of whatever power we have in the world. We might find
ourselves on such a trajectory, but we would turn around, turn back. Even if we
did not, life, as God has decreed it, would turn us back, eventually.
The
second word establishes steadfast love as the way Yahweh will reconcile all
creation, across space and time, including the realm of the dead, even in the
face of rebellion. Love is the way, and love wins, in the end. A people seeking
to be shaped by this word are empowered to be living images of this god of steadfast
love: hearing, seeing, speaking, acting in and for love.
The
third word establishes the absolute refusal to weaponize God against our
neighbour. A people shaped by this word are freed to love the Other, those who
look different and live differently to us, those whom we might otherwise fear.
My God, do we need to embrace this word today.
The
fourth word establishes delight in regular rest from labour, a delight that
reveals God as King over creation and history. A people shaped by this word are
set free and empowered to be strengthened by joy. When I was growing up, in a
nation misshaped by austere religion, Sundays dragged on like long Covid. Where
I live these days, they are, perhaps, a day in search of a purpose. What might it
feel like, not to hold out for the weekend in a way that devalues the rest of
the week, but to set apart one day in seven to revel in God’s sheer goodness?
The
fifth word establishes human participation in God’s glory. For mortal creatures,
this results in a weight, or heaviness, that increases over time: so, there is
a dignity, or gravitas, to aging. The fifth word sets the people free from idolising
youth or fearing old age; frees the young to cherish the old, and the old to continue
to share with the young the life they gave them in the first place.
The
sixth word negates murder. Unlawful killings occur; but they will not have the
final word. This God commits to calling light from darkness, hope from despair,
life from even unlawful death. Moses himself is a murderer, in his past: this
word takes that burden up and transforms it, so that Moses can be one who
brings life to many. This word so fully establishes the world that even when ‘the
Word took on flesh,’ and was murdered—an act that is both deicide and genocide—the
murder of God and of humanity is negated in the resurrected Christ.
The
seventh word negates adultery. Infidelity occurs, with unoriginal repetition, pulling
a community into psychological and material chaos; yet, here again, God
declares that infidelity will not have the final word, for God commits to
negate it, to call healthy relationships into being, again and again. This
word, then—like all the others—is grace to those who stumble, good news to the
poor in spirit.
The
eighth word negates loss—whether of property, as in theft, or persons, as in
kidnapping—by stealth. Stealth catches us out, when we least expect it; but
this, too, however tragic, however great a violation, will not have the final
word.
The
ninth word negates deception, false testimony. It reveals a principle we have
already seen in this people’s history. Joseph was sold into slavery, his
brothers deceiving their father that he was dead. This Joseph was later thrown
in prison, the victim of false testimony. Yet from such hopeless circumstances,
God called into being the feeding of an empire through seven years of famine.
The
tenth word negates false desire. We stumble down the road of laying claim, in
our heart, to what has been given to another; but, sooner or later, we are
confronted by God, who transforms our desire, so we are more able than before
to love rightly. To treasure what has been given to us, and to value what has
been given to others without needing to possess those gifts for ourselves.
The
ten words really are words of life, re-ordering the universe, establishing a
world that is truly as its Creator intended. And yet we only have to look
around to see that even (sometimes, it feels, especially) those who claim to believe
in the God who established such a world don’t live as if it were possible, let
alone the real world.
The
people said to Moses, ‘You speak to us, and we will listen; but do not let God
speak to us, or we will die.’ And they were right. If we even hear God speak,
we will experience death—which is why so many of us do not wish to hear God
speak today. But all that will die is all that needs to die, to be returned to
earth, that life might reemerge.
This
is why the church-planter Paul speaks of the treasures of the Law being
incomplete until they find their fulfilment in Christ Jesus, his Lord; why he regards
his entire history—personal and corporate—as manure; why he longs to share in Christ’s
death and resurrection; as his life, and the life of the household of God,
unfolds, to fill the Roman Empire and beyond, from the sea of slaves to the small
corners occupied by freemen and the elite, spreading to every continent,
century, and culture.
And,
yes, we’ve found ourselves lost in catastrophes, needing imaginative leaps. But
what God has called into being cannot be undone. God is not done with us yet.
Love wins, in the end.
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