Category: faith (Page 3 of 7)

What to do while waiting on a generation of fighting men to die

It’s story time, my friends! As usual, I’ll midrash-style this little tale, mostly for entertainment purposes so you’ll keep reading and wondering what is next. What does that mean? I may add a few words and phrases for dramatic flare, but the verses you read are the real ones. 

If you were raised with any sort of Christian background, you’re probably familiar with Moses leading the Israelites* out of Egypt toward a Promised Land. They crossed the Red Sea and saw the whales in the water while they walked on dry land. Then God showed up by fire at night and a “pillar” by day and just walked them through the desert. What a wonderful story!  But have you ever spent much time on the ending of the story? It doesn’t put the Israelite nation in such good light, so it doesn’t get told quite as often.

So they reach the edge of the Land which God has promised. The directions have been that God would go before the Israelites to drive out the people currently living in their land of milk and honey. Before actually doing what God says,  they decide to send out a team to find out what is on the other side. Moses says in Deuteronomy 1:23, “the idea seemed good to me; so I selected 12 of you, one man from each tribe.”

Now, if you jump over to the book of Joshua, you get the whole scouting report. Essentially 10 of the 12 taking notes come home with a blank page other than the words “we’re screwed.” The other two, one being Moses’ protege, said, “um, I think we ought to do what God said to do.” However, no one followed those two out of the pep rally – the fighting men sat down and refused to go. The fear of the Israelites is a whole other commentary.

To say that God was slightly pissy is an understatement. Lots of resentment on both sides begins to brew. Some He Said/She Said, a few slammed doors and God declared (Deut. 1:35) “No one from this evil generation shall see the good land I swore to give your ancestors…” (He goes on to exclude Caleb and Joshua, the 2 guys with a positive attitude after the scouting report.) Then he tells them to gather their things, they are all heading back toward the Red Sea.

Much like my own children, the Israelites suddenly muster up some willingness. “We’ll go! We’re sorry! We promise! We’ll do whatever you say!” They gather their weapons thinking they can just go and take the land like they should have the first time. God warns them not too, but they go anyway. Poor choice #642 of the day leads to more dead Israelites.

So they head out toward the Red Sea, wandering around the hill country. Finally God starts to give some direction (2:4-5): “You are about to pass through the territory of your relatives the descendants of Esau, who live in Seir. They will be afraid of you, but be very careful. Do not provoke them to war, for I will not give you any of their land… I have given Esau the hill country of Seir as his own.”

Then they come up to another section of countryside. God says, “Do not harass the Moabites or provoke them to war, for I will not give you any part of their land. I have given Ar to the descendants of Lot as a possession.” We learn that the Emites used to live there, hefty people that were driven from the land by the Moabites.

Just like the Horites, who used to live in Seir, but Esau’s clan drove them out. Then a funny little quote in 2:12 – “[the descendants of Esau] destroyed the Horites from before them and settled in their place, just as Israel did in the land the Lord gave them as their possession.”

Huh. How about that. But wait, there’s more!

So God then tells the Israelites to take their tour across the valley. By this point the entire generation of fighting men had died. They  go to a part of Moab at Ar. (Ar. I know. The creativity of town naming must be exhausting. I would  imagine this would be a land of pirates, except that they’re in the middle of the desert.)

God begins to sound like a broken record. “When you come to the Ammonites, do not harass them or provoke them to war, for I will not give you possession of any land belonging to the Ammonites. I have given it as a possession to the decedents of Lot**.” Come to find out, The Rephaites used to live there, but “the Lord destroyed them from before the Ammonites, who drove them out and settled in their place.” (2:21)

Three different lands on this little Hall of Fame tour. All three lands have people living in them, people who have not always been there. God promised each of these peoples a land and then gave it to them. Now, that sounds familiar.

(Also – and we can’t spend too much time on this – we can note that many of these are enemies of the Israelites. Huh. How about that. God will bless people whom we do not like and are not like. Noted, and time to move on.)

This ain’t God’s first rodeo. He has done this before. Whatever “this” is in our lives, God has been there, done that. He has references. Call his people, they will tell you he can be trusted, and He does what he says He will do. You can even call people not like you, people you don’t like, and they will tell you what you need to hear.

God clearly knows my and your propensity to try to capitalize on other people’s promises. Every time they walked through another museum of God’s work, he warned them, “don’t even think about trying to take this. It’s not yours. It’s theirs.” God shows us his resume not so we can have what others have, but so we will trust as others have trusted. Their promises are not your promises. Stop trying to make yours what God promised to someone else.

God gives another chance. It takes 40 years waiting for the Sad Sally army men to die, but eventually God takes them back. Then Moses sits down to pen another 32 chapters of instructions in Deuteronomy before giving them a green light. And dying. Which I suppose is probably why Deuteronomy is such a book – if you knew you were going to die at the end, wouldn’t you keep coming up with mundane instructions?

So here we go, my friends. If God has promised it, you can believe it. Ask around. Look around. The evidence is probably in the neighbor’s yard.

 

 

*Chrome tells me that the plural of Israelite does not exist. How can this be? I just did the worst thing and simply added it to the dictionary instead of looking up proper usage. Sorry-not-sorry.

**Yes, Lot has a lot of descendants.

Changing the world while wearing a baby sling

I’ll confess, I have a secret love affair with the most boring books of the Bible. People make jokes about falling asleep reading Leviticus, but I find it a fascinating revelation of the course of life when it was written. Find it no surprise, then, that my current reading is Deuteronomy. (Also, I got a new First-Century Study Bible for Christmas – “Explore Scripture in its Jewish and Early Christian Context” – which probably only furthers my complete geekery, but gives me joy nonetheless.)

The book of Deuteronomy is like a “final thoughts from Moses” letter – do not fear, don’t forget to turn of the coffee pot, do not fear, remember all the stuff God did for you, do not fear… you get the drift. He starts at the finish line – they’re standing on the edge of the desert, in the foothills of the land promised to them decades ago. And he tells the story about what happened when God said, “go!”

Now, I don’t believe this story, or any Biblical account, gives someone wearing a Christian badge the right or authority to start overthrowing cities and homes. These specific people were promised a specific place. They were following a cloud of God to get there. While I love a good analogy, we must be careful to know the limits of our rhetoric. I’m guessing that God did not specifically call you to go and take the really nice house in a neighboring subdivision. I’m just sayin.

So, back to the edge of the desert. God says, go! Actually, He says things like “do not be afraid, I will go with you and I will fight for you,” and encouraging things that you should cross-stitch into your pillow. However, as we know, such sayings sound good but often do little to cut the fear. So the people of Israel pretty much say, “What the hell, God? You brought us all the way over here to die?” You see, they had sent a scouting team and they came back with a 10/12 report that the people were giants and the Israelites had no hope.

To say God was a little angry would be an understatement. He “solemnly swore” (1:34),  which we all knows only happens just before an epic topple, that no one from the generation would ever see the good land. They were all heading back to the desert until a new group of Israelites – ones who would listen – grew to follow through on God’s instructions.

[box] “And the little ones that you said would be taken captive, your children who do not yet know good from bad – they will enter the land. I will give it to them and they will take possession of it. But as for you, turn around and set out toward the desert along the route to the Red Sea.” (Deut. 1:39-40)[/box]

This stopped me in my tracks. I know the argument because I argue it all the time. But what about the children?! I can’t just go off and DO all this stuff because I have little ones entrusted to me. Someone could hurt them. I have to think about their future. I want to offer them the best, and danger is not the best.

Image via CC by ‘‘ ِ Abdallah Al-Qahtani

Image via CC by ‘‘ ِ Abdallah Al-Qahtani

I’m a firm believer that the Bible doesn’t have random, meaningless writings in it. God answered these people with reference to the children they feared loosing because it was probably one of their grumblings against doing what God said to do. It was a scary command, one they weren’t convinced they could actually succeed, and to top it off, mama had an infant on her back and a toddler on her leg.

God gives a different version of good parenting than my natural inclinations. He says that we are to be faithful to him first. When we’re not faithful to follow God’s instructions, instead of protecting our children we are handing them our battles. In our desire to give them the good and right thing, we must, in faith, step out and do the hard thing. We must answer God’s call.

When this particular generation of Israelite parents declined God’s command, they also forfeited giving their children the opportunity to grow up in a land flowing with milk and honey. Because they were afraid to fight for it. Instead, they took these babes back to the desert to wander around. Their children buried their parents under sand and rock in the middle of nowhere. And these parents left their children without a legacy of faithfulness. Instead of telling their children, “we believed God, so we did it and now we live a blessed life,” they had to rewrite the narrative to say, “we didn’t believe God – please don’t make the same mistake. All eyes are on you, my child, to take these people into the place God promised because I didn’t.

Many of us want to raise children that love God and others. We want good, Christian kids who will turn into faithful, loving adults. That’s fantastic. But what will get us there is probably not charts and prizes for memorization of the Bible (though, that’s a nice thing to have scripture hidden in our hearts) but rather a front-row seat to watching parents believe God and live faithfully. The studies out there are clear: the number one influencer on a young person’s faith isn’t a stellar youth group. It’s parents who value their faith and live like it.

I’m not talking about curbing language because it’s “not Christian” or making a show of reading the Bible. I’m talking about the way in which you respond to God’s call on your life. When you take that thing, that I-have-to-do-this thing and turn it into something for the glory of God, and your children have a front row seat to watching it unfold, that leaves an impression. When mama has to leave for a small group or a meeting or an event and comes home glowing in a way that only means she experienced God – that sticks far more than mama staying home and saying that it’s important to be like Jesus.

If we don’t do the work God has set in front of us, the scary thing to which we are called, that which needs God’s presence or a complete failure is sure, than we will hand off that battle to our children. That’s not keeping them safe. That’s not giving them a good life. That’s handing down the wrong legacy.

God asks us to stop hiding behind our children, using them as a basis for our fears. Instead, we are to step into a faithful life that will give them an example of what it means to follow God.

 

 

**Obvious but I’ll state it anyway: Don’t do stuff that puts your kids in direct line of danger and just “hope for the best”, please. This is about how we use parenting as a shield for our fears. God isn’t into child sacrifice – just read the book. 

Weaned by God

My last two babies nursed all. the. time. Of course they “slept through the night” – they slept supremely well for 3 hours, until they needed their next milk fix.  Of course, they didn’t “need” to eat, but it was like Ponderosa in the late 80’s and if you have chicken wings readily available, why not enjoy a few more for the sake of deliciousness? For my life situation, including 2-3 other sleeping children in rooms nearby, it was easier to feed them than endure the cries that come with learning to wait until breakfast, so I continued to nurse 2-3 times a night. It was simply life and it didn’t frustrate me much after I came to terms with it. (Though, saying it 6 months on the other side of sleeping only in 3 hour increments, I sound more gracious than what I perhaps felt at the time.)

One to two days after we fully weaned, my children didn’t wake for feedings. It didn’t take long to remind them that the shop was closed and dark time was for sleeping, not the buffet. Within the week, there was a new freedom to our relationship. They didn’t just want me to feel better, which they had historically achieved by filling their belly. Now our snuggles and our time together, just living each day, filled that need.

One of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott, chooses to refer to God in the feminine and I appreciate her bringing to light the fact that God carries both natures – he created both man and woman in his image. I think only a God who created nursing mothers would inspire the words of King David in Psalm 131.

Psalm 131

My heart is not proud, Lord;
my eyes are not haughty;
I do not concern myself with great matters
or things too wonderful for me.
But I have calmed myself
and quieted my ambitions.
I am like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child I am content.
Israel, put your hope in the Lord
both now and forevermore.

The great King David, the one who put mighty Israel on the map. The man who ruled, bringing prosperity to all, with an eye and a heart for the downtrodden. A king, who, when you overlook that adultery, murder and misuse of power mishap, gave a great face to the God of Israel. In fact, I was reading about the idea of “the Kingdom of God” and much of our understanding of that phrase goes back to David’s rule, where it was understood to be a manifestation of God’s reign among his people. To say that David did great and mighty things – “great matters or things too wonderful” – would be an understatement. David was not a sit-back-and-see-what-happens kinda guy.

But this bit of poetry casts David’s heart in a new light. While he was all about the Lord’s work, he also knew his place. His relationship with God became such that he didn’t constantly crave what God could give him, but rather God’s presence. Like a weaned child – not a child driven by a belly’s growl. Not a baby, who, though she loves her mother, defines her mother’s love by what is given or how often it is offered.

Like a weaned child I am content. God has provided. He has proven his ability to give what I need. Now I don’t need God to serve me to be content with him.

Reading this, I’m prone to believe that there was a time in David’s life that he was concerned with great matters. Being a King, one would hope so. But this particular phase in life, David calmed himself and quieted his ambitions. Now David and God connected through presence, not productivity. David didn’t stop ruling the nation; he simply stopped believing that provision was the only way to understand or experience God.

It turns out, the hand of God, or – more accurately, from this Psalm – the breast of God, isn’t the only way draw close to Him Her.

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