Perhaps it may turn out a sang,
Perhaps turn out a sermon.

-- R. Burns Epistle to a Young Friend

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Sit Down, Shut Up, Hang On

For they are a rebellious people, lying children, children unwilling to hear the instruction of the Lord; who say to the seers, “Do not see,” and to the prophets, “Do not prophesy to us what is right; speak to us smooth things, prophesy illusions, leave the way, turn aside from the path, let us hear no more about the Holy One of Israel.” -- Isaiah 30:9-11

Here we have another, more pernicious response to the word of God and the truth. At the foot of Mount Sinai, the terrified Israelites in Exodus 20 cried out for a mediator, a prophet who would convey the Word of the Lord to them. They did not reject the truth. You need electricity, but the electrical circuits in your house cannot be hooked directly to the main power line without a disastrous result; you also need a transformer to step the power down so that it is usable and not destructive. Moses and the prophets who followed were transformers, men and women specially equipped to bring the Word down to a people whom God loved but who had little time to devote to Him.

In the times of Isaiah the prophet, however, the attitude was different. Those living in the kingdoms of Judah and Israel were no longer runaway slaves in the wilderness. They were a settled and fairly prosperous people who felt they knew how to run their own lives and make their own way. They had agendas to pursue, pleasures to seek out and enjoy. They were wise in their own sight and righteous by their own standards. They saw the prophets as old-fashioned, out-of-style relics of history who did not understand the ways and days in which they were living.

Isaiah was not a fundamentalist any more than was Job -- though I cannot say the same about Eliphaz, Bildad, and Zophar, or Mushroom for that matter. For myself, the easy answers still come easily, and I can be placated by platitudes too much of the time. Those to whom Isaiah spoke preferred “smooth things” and “illusions” to the sometimes harsh, sometimes paradoxical, always challenging truth brought by God’s prophets. We know to stay away from the Gospel According To Oprah and related spiritual Twinkies, but we also must be wary of trying to make God fit into a Procrustean theology of health and happiness. Sometimes, the best response we can give is to admit in wonder that we have no idea what God is doing.

One reason I do not enjoy debating atheists is that in the course of argument I might slander God. I would not do it intentionally, yet in rushing to defend the Divine, I may fall into an entrenched fundamentalist position. As a fundamentalist, I am not wrong; I am just not fully right. I find myself reading through the arguments of Job’s friends and agreeing with them. The tendency is to say that God does this, and He would never do that; nevertheless, sometimes He must do exactly that, and, since He does, and since we cannot say that He is not Good, we have to say there are limits to His power or resort to verbal contortionists to explain how evil is really good. It is better to tell the truth even if it seems to cast a bad light on the Almighty.

Prophets are never going to be overly popular people. In fact, it is not unwise to assume, if an alleged prophet is universally well-received and highly spoken of, he or she is most likely a false prophet. Jesus concurs . Popular teachers and preachers and speakers of various kinds generally tell people what they want to hear. That is not always the truth – and very rarely the whole truth.

To take a current example, the economic woes of America are the result of years of political prophets telling us we could have something for nothing. “Don’t Tread On Me” is a good American motto, but we must be even more devoted to the standard from Heinlein’s The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress that bore the letters TANSTAAFL -- There Ain’t No Such Thing As A Free Lunch. We have bought into the idea that money grows on trees or can be created out of thin air, that wealth means consumption rather than production, and that government spending can solve our problems. We heard the lies, and we believed them, not because they were true, but because they sounded good to us, they tickled our ears and our fancy. When those who told the truth spoke, we ignored them, mocked them, and pushed them off the stage. When they said we would have to pay in the long run, we laughed and replied that in the long run we would all be dead. We were all Epicureans, all Existentialists – if not in belief then in action.

When Isaiah spoke the harsh, unrelenting truth about the sins of God’s people and their need for repentance and returning, they replied, “Shut up!” They despised the words of the prophet; therefore he said:
Because you despise this word and trust in oppression and perverseness and rely on them, therefore this iniquity shall be to you like a breach in a high wall, bulging out, and about to collapse, whose breaking comes suddenly, in an instant; … smashed … ruthlessly …(Isaiah 30:12-14)
This is a message not only to the unbeliever who rejects Christ and prefers to hear words that do not cut and chasten, it is a message as well to the believer who must be pruned and purged in order to be fruitful. We must not just hear the word of God but allow those words to abide in us, just as Jesus said. The abiding truth will do its work of cleansing and purifying, of bringing us rest and restoration.

For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, “In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.”

7 comments:

mushroom said...

Science suggests that plots are overrated. Plots are just a convenient framework for good storytelling. Even if we know the outcome of a story, we enjoy a story as much if not more when we know how it turns out. How many times have I read The Lord of the Rings? How many times have I watched True Grit? The story never changes; I have never forgotten how they end, though I might have forgotten details.

Sometimes stories can be ruined by too clever twists. I think of the Eastwood movie Two Mules for Sister Sarah. The twist makes the whole first 40 or 50 minutes of the movie look incredibly stupid.

Pick a plot and tell a good story. As the article says, Monet's painting are not about water lilies.

robinstarfish said...

Sometimes, the best response we can give is to admit in wonder that we have no idea what God is doing.

Ask an engineer to explain electricity and after dispensing with its effects, the response is much the same.

"Be ye transformed..." - without the step-down effect of the Word we'd all be fried.

Rick said...

Great post, Mush.

"but we also must be wary of trying to make God fit into a Procrustean theology of health and happiness."

Indeed, He wants us to be saved. That much we know.

"Sometimes, the best response we can give is to admit in wonder that we have no idea what God is doing."

But at least we know this. Not a bad day.
:-)

Rick said...

"Even if we know the outcome of a story, we enjoy a story as much if not more when we know how it turns out."

Concur. I think the first time I noticed this was in the Bible, how the titles to many passages "give-away" what happens. As if to say, let get the ending out of the way so we can spend some quality time on what this story is really about. Where the people "went wrong" is usually not at the end.
I did this a few times in The War, wrote and posted the last chapter in a thread before any of what happens to get there. Because the end wasn't the point.

mushroom said...

I've been thinking about that quote about Monet, and I remember reading how Hemingway listed so many painters as influences in his writing. Between that, and reading The War, I think I'm starting to get the point.

Rick said...

Thanks, Mush.

I didn't know that about Hemingway. Makes sense.

I remember the painters at art school coming down on me one day. Forget what I said, only remember they're answer: "Painting is about the paint."
Took me a while to figure it out, or rather, it's still taking me a while. Just can't say for certain I know what they meant. Unless they really meant to say, its about the light. Or how close we can get to doing with paint what light does to things.

Rick said...

When I read The Nick Adams Stories -- especially, Big Two-Hearted River (I think that's the one) I'm pretty much standing there with Hemingway. That's why I reread it every now and then. Not just to see how he does it, but to be there. Same reason Nick goes = the same Reason Hemi goes = the same reason I goes.