Intersections

Two men made their way to the city’s edge one day. One was quite young, only 20 years old, but with an awesome responsibility on his shoulders. The other was more mature. He’d been around for a while and seen a few things. As they walked, he tried to encourage the young man. He had advised for a long time that Judah should stay out of entangling alliances, promising that God would intervene, God would protect the descendants of David, and that God was their hope. The year was 735 BC. The older man was the prophet Isaiah. The younger was Ahaz, King of Judah. When he came to power, the Assyrian Empire was asserting itself far to the north. Nearer at hand, the kingdoms of Syria and Northern Israel, from whom Judah had split a generation before, were feeling threatened by Assyria and forming an alliance to protect each other. These small kingdoms wanted Judah to join them. King Ahaz, like his father and grandfather, realized that any such alliance might threaten Egypt to the south and caus...

               Let me start out this morning with what seems to be an obvious question - we are about two weeks from Christmas - how many of you are FILLED to the BRIM with JOY? Now, we are an authentic community, so let’s be real with one another - is there anyone here who can say they are overflowing with joy that we can come to you to be filled?   It’s hard not to have your heart be moved by our scripture today - this whole 35th chapter of Isaiah. Even the title makes our ears perk up a little bit - the Joy of the Redeemed. Well, I’d like to be redeemed, and I’ll have some of that joy too, please? I’m pretty sure that’s what we are all doing here. Starting with this scene in the desert, that this land will be GLAD, and rejoice and blossom. Why? Because the Lord is coming. The barren, the weak, the scared, the sick, all will be redeemed. They will be able to wear this joy as a crown. Verse 10, especially the end, is one that I’d lik...

  There was this giant tree in my parents’ backyard when I was growing up. It was probably the height of the two-story house we lived in, and I climbed that tree so much, although - not really ever very high. After I moved out for college, it was dying, and so they had to have it chopped down. When I came back, it was weird having this empty space where the mighty trunk with long branches stood. Then, after a couple of years, I saw a little shoot popping up out of the middle of it. I thought that was amazing! From this mighty tree, in its weakened state, there can be life coming out of it once again.   This is kind of what Isaiah is talking about in the scripture today. God promises that there will be new life given to a stump, representing the kingdom of Israel through Jesse, who is the father of King David. There are kind of two parts to this scripture today, verses one through five, and then six through ten make the other. The first part is about the reign of God and h...

  In my house, I feel like the Christmas season really begins after my children’s birthdays. As with the rest of the country, it’s hard to get excited about being grateful with Thanksgiving, although the food is always top notch. But here recently, Aaron has been badgering me to get out the Christmas decorations. “Dad… it’s almost time! We gotta be ready!” he exclaims. And me, the supposed rational adult in this situation has to be the wet blanket and tamper his unbridled enthusiasm.   I try to explain to him that we need to lower our excitement otherwise we’ll get burned out from holding it in… but I am a little envious of that impossible-to-contain joy. It’s infectious - for once, an infection that everyone probably wants. We know Jesus is going to be born at the end of the month, and it’s a beginning for all of us (of sorts). God has come to us, and will eventually bring love and redemption, and words of restoration and peace.  But what about those prophets who tol...

I've been to New York several times. The first time I went to New York, I was with a bunch of youth group kids from our district and we were there for a seminar regarding Peace and Justice. We got to tour the UN building, which I thought was really cool. But a couple of the best things that I saw were actually outside of the building.   In the gardens, there is a statue (which was once bronze I've been told, now made green) of a human raising a hammer to a bent sword they're pushing into the ground. It looks a little strange, but the plaque said "Beating Swords into Plowshares" and it's was a gift from the Soviet Union to the UN back in 1959. The reference comes from our text this morning. The other is across the street from the UN Building. There's a small park, and in the park is a huge wall with Isaiah 2:4 carved into it:  "They shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks; nation shall not lift up sword against na...