A voice cries out in the wilderness,
“prepare the way of the Lord,
make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
Our Advent carol service last week
started in the choir vestry. The Church was pretty busy but the first
piece of music happened slightly outside. My someone referred to it
as “singing from the cupboard” but that aside I am sure the idea
comes from this voice in the wilderness – a voice apart from other
voices coming from a place of solitutde and strength.
Wilderness in the Bible is a common
theme a quick consordance search reveals 347 mentions of the word in
Old and New Testaments. Wilderness is both geographical and
spiritual, it is that which is set apart from other, that which is
set apart from ordinary dwelling. In the Old Testament the great
patriarchs and matriarchs encounter God in the wilderness, the people
of God are called to forty years wandering and later, Isaiah promises
an end to wilderness in the passage which is quoted in this mornings
Gospel.
To go back to the forty years
wandering. It is not some cruel trick of God that the people of
Israel are brought out of Egypt and then apparently dumped – they
themselves reveal this angst to Moses – have you brought us out
into this wilderness to die? But Wilderness turns them into a people
who have to learn to be led, to trust and to be reliant on God. Of
course, this was not a totally successful process, the deep angst
recounted in places like Psalm 95 reveals the rebellion which
remained in the people – they have not know my ways, complains God.
John the Baptist comes out of
wilderness. He may well have been coming from the great Essene
tradition of poverty and ascetisim. Essenes may have had some
settlements but the Jewish historian Josephus recalls that they were
in large numbers in every town, although not in the cities. John eats
basic and found food, he weatr rough clothes and almost certainly
looks a bit different to most of the folk around him.
If I mention Greek punctuation it is
likely that some of you will assume that this is getting very boring
very quickly – but when I looked back at Isaiah 40 which is where
this quote is from I noticed one little comma was in a different
place. It says:
A voice cries out:
‘In the wilderness prepare the way of the Lord,
make straight in the desert a highway for our God.' Not “a voice cries out in the wilderness,” but rather “A voice cries out, colon, “In the wilderness.....”” Greek, of course, does not have punctuation like we do so sometimes we are a little at the mercy of guesswork when figuring out clauses and sentences.
‘In the wilderness prepare the way of the Lord,
make straight in the desert a highway for our God.' Not “a voice cries out in the wilderness,” but rather “A voice cries out, colon, “In the wilderness.....”” Greek, of course, does not have punctuation like we do so sometimes we are a little at the mercy of guesswork when figuring out clauses and sentences.
Why does this matter – well in one
sense, of course it doesn't, but it did strike me that for our
present time moving this comma might help John the Baptist to set a
very good scene in which to fit our Christmas. Because what it John
the Baptist was not a disembodied voice shouting in essence from a
cupboard, what if he was not detatched and away from people but
wilderness was for him as much about being a stranger in his own
familiar land as it was about being away from human society?
I don't want to push the point too far
but when we read these very familiar words it is always worth
listening to what God might be saying through them this time. The
comma reminded me that we live in a time and place which can often
feel like the worst aspects of Wilderness – a society which is
often isolating and demanding. It is a real temptation for many of us
to think that real wilderness would be a good and easy existense
compared to the one in which we actively engage every day. Isn't
that why TV presenters like Bear Grylls are so populat – if only I
could escape beyond this, we think to ourselves.
Of course, within the Christian
tradition there are those who have retreated to wilderness. The
Desert fathers and mothers, very early on, showed a way of
self-denial and prayer from which the Church mines many of its
spiritual treasures. But, it is interesting, that although the life
was often quite solitary, it was not a life of avoidance but of
encounter and change.
The western monastic tradition showed
and shows much the same reality – that living in small community is
often more challenging than living in abstract urbanity – even when
everyone is apparently facing the same direction.
Times of wilderness are useful for all
of us. Times to regroup, re-centre, re-mind. Times when we ourselves
make space for God, allow encounter on God's time and not our own
hectic lifestyle. In many senses a daily prayer space can be a time
of wilderness, a time of openess and emptying out – and emptying
out time is not wasted time – even though our mind may guiltily
wander to the shopping list or the garden – we can always come back
in, God waits patiently.
Then there are those unavoidable times
of wilderness, those times when bad things happen bereavements, job
losses, illness and so many more. Those times when we feel something
like the Israelites must have felt with the Egyptian army behind and
the huge Red Sea in front and no apparent way through and God spoke –
but remember they did not cross into the land of milk and honey,
their salvation was to journey in trust, not to sit and eat and God
usually turns up in the most unexpected places.
Christians may well describe modern
Western society as desert. Starved and wandering as we may be seen to
be by those around us this is not the reality at all. This is
wilderness. This is a place where we listen and discover God and
where God meets us in cloud and fire. But too often we, as the
Church, are complaining that at least we had food and drink as we rub
our hungry bellies. “Make straight the way of the Lord,” calls
Isaiah, “prepare a highway for our God,” that is hardly a call to
a destitute people and perhaps some of the priviledge and expectation
which the Church had built up around herself was, if not Egypt, then
at least Babylon.
At the end of the day, whereever you
put your commas, the voice of the Church is not one which is distant
and disengaged but it has to be at the heart of humanity, engaging on
every level with human life and this is exhausting if we are spending
our time frantically turning over every rock to find God. God is here
for us, always and everywhere.
The psychiatrist and author Ian
McGilchrist notes that when we go explore as far as we can ito
subatomic structure we find a lot of empty space between things – a
whole lot of nothing, he says. But a whole lot of nothing is not how
the Bible sees space, wilderness is not empty but a pregnant pause in
God's creation – full of the expectation of encounter and in this
Advent season, full of birth and life and Incarnation.
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