2 Kings 6:1–7:20, Mark 15:16–47, Proverbs 6:20–27
The Proverbs of Solomon offer a great deal of advice and
warnings, particularly against adultery. However, much of that advice could fit
any sort of sin.
For instance, he wrote, “My
son, keep your father’s commandment, and forsake not your mother’s teaching.
Bind them on your heart always; tie them around your neck. When you walk, they
will lead you; when you lie down, they will watch over you; and when you awake,
they will talk with you. For the commandment is a lamp and the teaching a
light, and the reproofs of discipline are the way of life, to preserve you from
the evil . . . .” (Proverbs 6:20–24)
My father and mother didn’t hold Bible commands over me.
Nonetheless, they gave good advice and warnings because they loved me. Not
everyone gives advice that way. Advice should be objective, and without bias. A
few people offer it based on their own fears and phobias rather than what is true.
An elderly relative once expressed to me that I should not go out at night by
myself because of all the ‘bad people’ that could hurt me. I told her that I
had the protection of dozens of angels and she was speechless.
Today’s OT narrative is about those angels. The king of
Syria was warring against Israel and became frustrated because the king of
Israel always knew where this enemy army was camped. Finally Syria’s leader discovered
that Elisha the prophet was telling Israel’s king “the
words that you speak in your bedroom.”
This king decided to seize Elisha and sent a great army to
surround the city where the prophet was staying. When Elisha’s servant rose
early in the morning, he saw the army and was dismayed. However, the prophet
said, “Do not be afraid, for those who are with us
are more than those who are with them.” Then he prayed, “O Lord,
please open his eyes that he may see.”
The Lord
opened the eyes of the servant and he saw that the mountain was full of horses
and chariots of fire all around Elisha. When the Syrians came down, Elisha prayed
again, “Please strike this people with blindness.” God
did what the prophet asked. Then Elisha took those enemy soldiers to Israel’s
king who, at the prophet’s advice, fed them and sent them home. The Syrians did
not come again on raids into the land of Israel. (2 Kings 6:8–23)
As with Elisha, God promises to never forsake me also. I
cannot see the angels, but I do trust Him to keep His promises to me. However, I
am reminded with today’s NT reading that God did forsake one of His own, His only
begotten Son.
“It was the third hour when
they crucified him. And the inscription of the charge against him read, ‘The
King of the Jews.’” Everyone mocked Him, even those crucified with Him.
“When the sixth hour came, there
was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour. At the ninth hour Jesus
cried with a loud voice, ‘Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?’ which means, ‘My God,
my God, why have you forsaken me?’ . . . And Jesus uttered a loud cry and
breathed his last.” (Mark 15:25–37)
Most say that at that moment when Jesus bore all the sin
of all the people for all time, God the Father could not look at that sin.
Others say that the Father did not forsake the Son, only that it felt like He
did. Neither explanation seems right.
Then, as I read this, I tried to imagine what it would be
like to not have the presence of the Lord in my life. Thinking back, I knew.
Before Christ opened my eyes and came into my heart, I was separated from God
and spiritually dead, without any sense of His presence.
This makes me wonder about the Father forsaking the Son. Could
it be that unless God forsook Jesus, He would not have died? Or maybe He would
not be able to die. And if He didn’t die, then He could not bear the penalty of
my sin, which is death, separation from God forever.
But Jesus did die. Was it because the Father forsook Him?
Is it because God departed from Jesus that I have life, and that I have His
presence with me all the time? Was this the reason that now I have the power
and protection of legions of angels. Oh the cost, oh the cost!
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