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“The Only Way Home is through the Wilderness” based…

Does the present moment feel like Exile
to you?
I mean, does it feel like there has
been utter destruction of life as we know it, and that we are living
in a holding pattern waiting and hoping for change and a return to
“normal” knowing it will still be different?
It seems to me that this metaphor holds
water.
It was into the experience of Exile
that the prophet Isaiah spoke saying, “Comfort, O comfort my
people, says your God.” This seems important. The comfort didn’t
come when things were relatively OK, nor when things were getting
worse. Really, it was spoken into the darkest of days, when hope was
lost, and the people might have simply given up.
I’m telling you. Advent is ON POINT
this year.
Into the hopelessness, when the Exile
felt heaviest, God spoke, “Comfort, O Comfort my people. Speak
tenderly to my people.” Indeed. God speaks into this moment with
comfort, and hope.
Given the incredible efficacy of the
vaccine trials, I’m hearing that if everything goes right, the
earliest we could return to “life as normal” is May. On one hand
that feels really great. There is light at the end of the tunnel!
On the other hand, May isn’t exactly right around the corner, and
we’re already 9 months into this thing, and May is BEST CASE
SCENARIO, and I think we’ve all gotten good at being hesitant to
believe that best case scenarios are exactly how things will go.
Furthermore, Thanksgiving hit JUST
as we were otherwise about to bring this latest crest of COVID cases
around, and the next few months are terrifying. Today, I know more
people who are sick with COVID than I have at any other point in the
past 9 months. The worry for the world in general is even heavier
when I add the worry for people I know in particular.
And, of course, it gets dark SO EARLY.
Whenever I read this Isaiah passage I
think that, if not for these words of comfort and hope, the people
might have broken, and the return might not have been possible.
These are the words that remind the people who they are, whose they
are, and what their job is.
The problem for the Exiles, as well as
for us, is that the way home is through the wilderness. Biblically,
wilderness and desert mean the same thing: a place that life only
continues to exist by the grace of God. The problem is that the
Exiles had been force marched across the desert to get to Babylon,
and the way home required crossing the desert again.
Feel familiar? To get to May (let’s
hope it is May) requires a lot more of the same pains we’re now
familiar with. There is no way home except… through.
The prophet Isaiah sees this, and
promises God will ease the journey as much as possible – making it
level and safe, even, and easy to walk. But, friends, they still
have to go through the desert to get home. For the Exiles, it was
650 miles. For us…. well, that sounds about right 😉
To the exiles, the prophet says that it
is not necessary to depend on themselves. God is with them. God is
their shepherd, God is their protector, it is God who is steady and
steadfast, and God can be counted on.
EVEN in Exile, even in the midst of
death and destruction.
At this point in this pandemic, that’s
exactly what I needed to be reminded of:
The world is not on my shoulders
Christianity is not on my shoulders
The UMC is not on my shoulders,
and even though I bear much
responsibility for the well-being of FUMC Schenectady,
that too is on God’s shoulders.
The path “home” IS through the
desert, and it will be inherently difficult.
But God is with us, and God is easing
our way as much as it can be eased.
The other side of Exile will be
difficult as well (it took GENERATIONS to rebuild the first time),
but God is going to be with us then too.
In the midst of this experience of
powerlessness, it is such a relief to remember that God is still
powerful. And God is still working. And God is still
Love-Alive-in-the-World.
(It doesn’t make everything better,
nothing does, but it helps.)
It is into this metaphor of making a
straight highway in the desert for the Exiles to come home, that Mark
places the beginning of the Jesus story. Because the people of Jesus
day were living an existence much like the Exiles, except at home.
They were exiles in their own land.
And the Gospel writer says, that John
was working with God to prepare those “highways home” so that
Jesus could lead the people down them.
I sure hope that we’re like John.
Working with God to prepare the highways home. I think we are. And
I KNOW that God is working with us, and doing most of the heavy
lifting too.
Thanks be to God.
Amen
December 6, 2020
Rev. Sara E. Baron
First United Methodist Church of Schenectady
603 State St. Schenectady, NY 12305
Pronouns: she/her/hers
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