29 March 2006 St. Athanasius Lutheran Church
Lent 4 Midweek Vienna, VA
Jesu Juva
“Exile and Return from Our Babylons”
“The Lord is not slow
to fulfill his promise . . . but is patient toward you, not wishing that any
should perish, but that all should reach repentance.” Or in other
words, God is not a cantankerous hothead who’s ready to blow at the drop of a
hat! He is, as we have been singing in
the Divine Service on Sundays, “gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and
abounding in steadfast love.” (Gospel
Verse)
For consider: In the days of Noah, He gave the world’s population 120
years to repent before liquidating them.
He put up with Nineveh’s murderous ways for many a moon before sending
Jonah – and then He gave them 40 more days to repent before His shoe
would drop. He was patient with Jacob’s
deceptions, Solomon’s womanizing, and – most amazing of all, the example
of divine forbearance – He’s patient even with the likes of you and me.
But there is a limit. Not with His love, but with His
patience. There comes a point
when our heavenly Father puts every kid’s least favorite proverb into practice,
namely: “Spare the rod, spoil the child.” Just ask Israel how that paternal rod of
discipline feels. For over 200 years,
God bombarded His people with prophet after prophet, all preaching variations
of the same sermon: repent and return, or God will turn His face away from
you. And so from Amos to Isaiah, Hosea
to Jeremiah, they all read Israel’s obituary, but were greeted in return by
laughter, scorn, or even death. Yadda,
yadda, yadda. We’ve heard this stuff
before. The last prophet said the same
thing, and you know what, Rev. Chicken Little?
The sky hasn’t fallen yet! .
. . Oh, but it did fall. When the
Babylonian super-power under King Nebuchadnezzar came down, bulldozed
Jerusalem, ground the temple to dust, and hauled off Israel as POWs. They went from the land of milk and honey to
the sewers and cesspools of Babylon, their ears, no doubt filled with the
echoes of divine words and warnings gone unheeded. And so homeless and hopeless into exile they
went.
But no, that’s not quite
right. Homeless, yes. Hopeless, no.
For just as the Lord had informed Abraham how many years Israel would be
stuck in Egypt (Gen 15:13), so He had told Jeremiah how long His people would be
forced to call Babylon home-sour-home (Jer 25:11-12). It would be 70 years. Plenty of time to take stock in how much they
had invested in idolatry, in how they had rebelled, in how they delighted in
their sin. For the wages of rebellion is
exile . . . but the gift of God is homecoming, in God’s time and in God’s way,
and all in grace.
And so, according to grace,
Persia replaced Babylon as the number one world power. And according to grace, Cyrus, king of
Persia, issued an edict that all exiled Israelites were free to head home. And according to grace, men such as
Ezra stepped into Moses’ shoes to lead the children of Israel home. For that’s the kind of God Israel had. And that’s the kind of God you have too. For He is the same yesterday, today,
tomorrow, next year, and forever. A God
who loves enough to discipline, but always measures it according to His grace
and plans for its end. And so He
provides Noah with an ark for the salvation of his household. He brings Abraham out of exile. He takes Jacob by the hand and brings him
back to his fatherland. He escorts
Israel out of Egypt and through the Red Sea.
He pulls His people out of the quicksands of Babylon and sets them again
on the solid ground of Canaan. And He
has done the same for you, no matter what or where your own Babylon may have
been.
For what is your
Babylon? Is your Babylon the land of
addiction, captive to all those things that you think you cannot live
without? Or maybe your Babylon is the
land of pleasure, a captivity to chasing after whatever can put a smile on your
face. Or is your Babylon simply the
going-through-the-motions life, a captivity covered by the veneer of a smile
and well-practiced laugh, but which underneath is emptiness and despair? What in this world has descended upon you and
taken you captive? Robbing you of your
joy, your life, and making you a POW? Or
what Babylons have you seen descend upon others? Does all seem homeless and hopeless?
We have a deliverer. A prophet
greater than Moses, greater than Ezra, greater than all who have come
before. Who, according to grace, does
not leave us in exile, but has planned for its end. In His time, and in His way. And so upon our Babylons, the kingdom of God
descends. Not in a spectacular show of
power and might, but in a person, a man, come to us to lead us home. A man born of a virgin, hung on a cross, and
raised from the dead. A man who is more
than just a man, but the very Son of God, who comes to us today in words and
water and bread and wine, to set us free.
He tears down your prisons and all that seeks to hold you captive, and
keeps the enemy at bay. He makes bitter
the false pleasures of this world, that we find pleasure and joy only in
Him. And He is not content to merely
take away your sin and death – He also fills you with His life, that you may be
content, no matter what your circumstances.
To know that you do really matter to God, and that your life, your job,
your marriage, your children, your all, really and truly matter to Him. To know that in all you do, He is active,
using what you do, to do good to and for your neighbor.
And so whatever your Babylon,
whatever that place of captivity and exile, it cannot keep you captive – you
for whom Jesus came, lived, and died.
His crucifixion is the sledgehammer that pounds away at every wall that
bars you in. For just as Samson
conquered his foes by once tearing the gates of a city from the earth and
carrying them high on a hill (Judges 16:3), so has the One greater than Samson done the same, conquering
His foe and ours by tearing down the gates of hell through His cross. Tearing down the gates of every Babylonian
addiction, pleasure, and lifeless life, to deliver you and bring you home. He did not rest until it was done. And He will not rest until it is done for
you. All according to grace. According to His plan. In His time and in His way.
And so we live in hope and
confidence. Exiles do not last
forever. He has taken captivity
captive. He is slow to anger, quick to
forgive, and always, always eager to welcome home. And that’s the way He is, well, because
that’s the way He is with you and for you in Christ Jesus, your Saviour. And He will not change. Not ever.
He is the God who is not against you, but on your side. Not wishing that any should perish, but that
all should reach repentance. And so He
is working. In you, through you, for
you, for others. That you never be
homeless, and never hopeless. That you
fear no Babylons, no matter how long and deep they seem to be. The One who is in you is greater. And He has conquered them all for you. The kingdom of God has come upon you in Jesus
Christ. Welcome home.
In the Name of the Father, and of the (+) Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.