Lectionary Reflections
Jeremiah 33:14-16
December 2, 2012

Happy New Year! Yes, yes, I know that we all celebrate the New Year on January 1, but because we are Christians, and because we still attend church on Sunday, our New Year begins on the first Sunday in Advent. Once again we prepare ourselves for the coming of the one we call Messiah. Once again we await the start of something that actually started a very long time ago. In fact, we Christians believe that that "something" was promised from the very foundations of the universe. That something is basically that God is with us, always has been, always will be, and is calling us to live in a certain way.

The Hebrew Bible majors in the promises of God—from the very beginning when all things created were called "very good" (Gen. 1:31), to the promise of the continuation of the earth after the flood (Gen. 8:22), to the promise of a future to Abram and the rest of the patriarchs and matriarchs of Israel, right down to the promise that the struggling exilic remnant of the nation would still be "a light to the nations" (Is. 49:6). From beginning to end, the Hebrew Bible makes promises for all the creation.

Advent is the season of promise par excellence. We wait. We anticipate the birth of Jesus, but we do so in the light of the promises we have heard from the Hebrew Bible. On this first Sunday of Advent, we hear the promise of Jeremiah. No one is better to be believed as a maker and holder of promises than this amazing Judean prophet. He was called to speak YHWH's difficult word from a very early age, having been raised in the retired preacher's home of Anathoth. For the next nearly fifty years he faithfully preached that word in the face of unimaginable hardships and pain.

He remained friendless, without family, spending time in prison, being tossed into pits and wells, verbally and physically abused by those who did not care for what he had to say. Yet, he stayed the course, telling the people of Israel that they had turned from the ways that YHWH had laid out for them. They had rejected the cause of the widow, the orphan, and the stranger. They had chosen other gods, more congenial to the lifestyles they preferred to lead. As a result, thundered Jeremiah, they would find themselves abandoned by their God and would be exiled into a foreign land, away from everything they had known and trusted. Their land would be conquered, their temple razed, their priests silenced, their king descended from the great David removed and rendered impotent, and they would find themselves in a place not their own, hundreds of miles from their promised land.

And Jeremiah proved to be all too correct. Twice, in 597 B.C.E. and 587 B.C.E., the forces of Babylon came to Jerusalem, besieged the city, and assaulted the sacred land. The latter attack left the city in ruins and the king literally blinded, when Nebuchadnezzar, finally tired of the recalcitrant Israelites and their refusal to act as the servants he thought they were, surrounded the city, starved the inhabitants, and captured the fleeing Zedekiah, last king of Jerusalem, near Jericho. The Babylonian first murdered the Israelite king's sons, along with many major leaders of the king's court, and then blinded the king, perhaps to help him well remember these horrors in the perpetual darkness of the rest of his life (Jer. 39:5-7).