Living in The Story reflections from
Genesis
22
Psalm
22
John
19
One
of my favorite hymns comes from the words of the prophet in Lamentations: “Great is thy
faithfulness! Morning by morning, new mercies I see!” But how strange to
juxtapose those words of hope with the sentiments of the Psalmist: “My God, my
God! Why have you forsaken me!?” This incongruity jars us to remember that our
Bible is not one voice but rather many voices spoken by different people from a
variety of life experiences giving witness to a gamut of understandings about
the two big questions of faith: Who is
God and Who are We?
We’ve
considered the faithfulness of Father Abraham on his own journey of faith and
we’ve been impressed by his commitment to follow God, to trust and obey. But
this? This binding of Isaac really stretches me out of my comfort zone. Who is
this God who would ask such a thing? Who is this father who would do such a
thing? Who is this beloved son who would give himself willingly – and why? I
don’t know. Here is a story that speaks to the very real possibility of the complete
annihilation and extinction, not only of Abraham and his descendants, but also
of the promise and of faith itself.
Remember God had called Abraham and promised him descendants like the stars in the sky (Genesis 15:5). In the ancient world and even among some peoples today, a man’s descendants is the way he measured his value; it was the way he believed his life could extend beyond his one lifetime. In this way of thinking, having descendants that continue on beyond your life is a kind of immortality, as it were. But if Abraham followed this call of God this time, giving up the very son of promise, the future God had promised would be forfeit. His life would have no meaning and Abraham himself would be, as it were, non-existent. So this story of Abraham’s faithfulness to obey such a drastic call gives new meaning to the depth of his faith. Abraham’s is a faith so grounded in the faithfulness of God that he believed nothing could make God’s promise forfeit.
I
don’t know if this binding of Isaac ever actually happened or not. In the
Islamic tradition, Ishmael is the one pictured as submitting to the Father’s
will. When I try to read this story literally, it smacks of child abuse and
it’s hard for me to find any kind of respect for this father. So here is a very
powerful opportunity to take the Bible seriously without taking it literally.
The story is true; it tells us something deeply true about God and ourselves
and our relationship to God and to one another. The story is true even if it
never actually happened in history.
I
think of all the things I cling to so dearly, all the things that are precious
to me, that define my identity and my worth. And I think of how very hard it is
for me to let go, to release my control, to give up myself to the One Who is
Creator, Redeemer, Sustainer. I say I want to but I know better. Giving up,
letting go – even of the very good things that we do, that we are, that we want
to be – and stepping into uncertainty, truly embracing the unknown: I’m not
there yet. Maybe one of these days. But for me, this testing of Abraham and
Isaac is a story that gives a kind of flesh and blood reality to the abstract
truth we speak much too easily: “the one who would save his life will lose it;
but the one who – for my sake – loses his life, will find it.”
(Matt 16:25, Mark 8:35, Luke 9:24, John 12:25)
(Matt 16:25, Mark 8:35, Luke 9:24, John 12:25)
Here
is a story of resurrection faith.
Now
make a huge jump with me and imagine 1500 years later: the nation of Israel is in
exile in Babylon. This Babylonian Captivity is probably the era when the Genesis stories were actually gathered
and edited and preserved for posterity. And once again, like Abraham, a people
stood at the precipice of extinction. In Exile, they faced the very real
possibility that they would be lost to history. Here is a people who have seen
themselves as bearers of the promise, called to be a blessing to the nations,
chosen to be light for the world – but now they find themselves on the verge of
non-existence.
Imagine
Psalm 22 coming from this period. Imagine how forsaken this people of God might
have felt: “my God, my God! Why have YOU forsaken me?!” And imagine how this
intriguing tradition of the Binding of Isaac, might have helped shaped their
identity and their self-understanding as a people. Here in Exile are the very children
of Abraham whose existence had been put at risk before on the Mount of Moriah
for the sake of the Promise. When they read and re-read this story in their own
day, they could see how Father Abraham had - tenaciously, stubbornly, absurdly
– trusted that God would keep the Promise and preserve the people.
So
surely for this rag tag remnant of a people, this story offered comfort for their
affliction, brought hope into their hopelessness, built confidence in their future
and steeled the faithfulness of those who had seen themselves as forsaken. And
the ancient story – reinterpreted for their own day – gave them a challenge: How
would they face their own testing? Would Israel choose to trust God with Abraham’s
resurrection faith? Would they too believe that the Lord would provide?
Now
jump again and imagine Jesus of Nazareth, carrying his cross to the Place of
the Skull and facing the very real possibility of extinction. But for this Lamb
of God, there would be no ram in the bush. Sometimes we speak too easily our
creed that Jesus is truly human and truly divine. What does this mean? If
Jesus of Nazareth were truly human, then he would have faced his death like all
of us do – with the sure knowledge that when humans die, they stay dead. But
Jesus believed anyway, he trusted anyway, he counted on God’s faithfulness in
spite of the sureness of death.
Because
faith is the opposite of certainty. Faith flies in the face of the facts. Living
by faith is not knowing but believing anyway and acting as if… If the Jesus who
went to the cross was truly human, he could not have known what God would do. No
one can know that. Instead there was simply and profoundly a tenacious,
stubborn, absurd resurrection faith.
Now
one more jump - imagine the community of Christ 40 and 70 years after Jesus, grappling
with the unfathomable reality that their long awaited Messiah had been crucified.
Why? What does this mean? Making sense of startling, earth-shattering events
almost never happens in the moment. It is usually in retrospect that any of us
can conjure any wisdom about meaning and find any sense in what – at the time -
seems like non-sense. And so, once again, like their fathers before them, the
first century Christians read and re-read the ancient stories and
re-interpreted them for their own day.
Paul
and Mark, and then later Matthew and Luke and John all taught and wrote in
order to help a new community of Christ to ground themselves in a faith that
was founded upon the fact and unspeakable mystery of a crucified Messiah. Each
one made sense a bit differently from the other; the mystery is too big to put
in a box with neat descriptions and tidy explanations. Truth is too large to be
one little thing. Each understanding offered by faithful seekers contributes to
the whole. Every insight adds light.
And
now and ever since, countless other followers of Christ have been grappling
with the mystery: theologians and scholars, mystics and dreamers, those from
the academy and those from the desert. What does this mean? we ask for our own
day.
In
recent years, as creative conversation partners continue to read and re-read the
ancient stories, as faithful people of God continue to make meaning, I’ve been
especially influenced by two: Jürgen Moltmann and Alan Lewis.
Moltmann’s
theology comes with an intriguing title: The
Crucified God. For Moltmann, God is not a God who orchestrated the
crucifixion from a distance. Rather – in the incarnation - it is God’s own Self
who has entered into the human experience; and in the cross, God has entered
into death itself. This is not “the death of God,” Moltmann insists; but
“this is death in God, since
through the cross, death itself pierces the life and the heart of the very
being of God” (225).
I
can hardly get my head around that idea.
What does this mean?
I don’t know.
But
evidently, even the Creator is bound to the deep truth that “the one who would
save his life will lose it; but the one who – for my sake – loses his life,
will find it.” And so God took death into God’s own Self so that God’s own life
that is unstoppable and God’s own love that is unconquerable would absorb and
extinguish death itself. That – for me – is the unfathomable mystery of the
cross.
Alan Lewis says it
well:
The community of God in
the Trinity takes on death and overcomes it in the overflow of love. This is
the basis of our justification, the ground of new, divine possibilities for the
sick and sinful, the dying and the dead. In justification we hear God’s “Yes”
and we become what we hear; we are redefined by the gospel’s “word of the
cross,” which pronounces us forgiven and renewed.
It is the same creative
Word by which God raised the crucified Jesus from the grave that has from the
beginning summoned existence out of nothing. It is a word not abstractly spoken
at a distance, but a Word embodied in a fleshly act of divine identity with the
godforsaken, the judged, and the dead themselves (256).
Who is this God who would ask such a thing of Abraham and
Isaac? we wonder. I daresay it is the same God who - from the foundation of the
earth - is a God of divine Self-giving. And even though Abraham and Isaac never
knew Jesus of Nazareth, they walked toward the Mount of Moriah with Jesus’ same
resurrection faith. And the God who gives, the God who loves, the Lord who
provides was already there.
Alan E. Lewis, Between Cross and Resurrection: A Theology of Holy Saturday (Grand Rapids: William B. Eerdmans Publishing Company, 2001).
Jürgen Moltmann, The Crucified God (Minneapolis: Fortress Press, 1993).
The Sacrifice of Isaac by Caravaggio, in the Baroque tenebrist manner
©
Charlotte Vaughan Coyle 2014
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