Israel’s DNA seems to f hope and expectation.abricate
Jeremiah 31:11-13 The Lord will rescue the people of Jacob and deliver them from the power of those stronger than they are. 12 They will come shouting for joy on the hills of Zion, jubilant over the Lord’s gifts: grain, wine, oil, flocks, and herds. Their lives will be like a lush garden; they will grieve no more. 13 Then the young women will dance for joy; the young and old men will join in. I will turn their mourning into laughter and their sadness into joy;I will comfort them. (CEB)
[Scripture taken from the Common English Bible®, CEB® Copyright © 2010, 2011 by Common English Bible.™ Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide.]
Musings on Jeremiah 31
The people of Israel have been haunted by a deep calling. You might say they were spooked. They escaped empire in Egypt. As they gutted it out in the wilderness, and sought a restful break, God’s call seemed a distant reality. All this for the ones who call themselves the people of God! Perhaps. Their DNA seems infused with hope and expectation and the belief that they are called to rebuild their community. And so they sing and dance together expectantly awaiting that day when they will be able to plant their vineyards on the mountainsides of Samaria and reap the fruits of their labor.
They eagerly anticipate a healthy and teary return to Zion’s holy hill, the blind, lame, and disconsolate at the head of the parade. There was a time when the people had given up hope, fearful that the forces of empire would continue to hold them down. Something stronger than empire, however, re-emerged in the hearts and minds of the people of Israel — namely, that spooky sense that they were called (nay, insisted upon) in the name of God. Perhaps.
When the countenance of the whole community is afire with peace and justice, they radiate a confidence and an insistence that the powers of empire can neither comprehend nor squelch. They stop being a disparate people and become a Commonwealth of Peace and Justice on the move. Their crops are harvested in abundance; their herds grow fat and of great number; they are a watered garden. The women dance and the men sing. Their mourning is turned to joy; they find comfort; sorrow is exchanged for gladness. Audacious? Absurd? Unbelievable? Spooky? Of course!