Tuesday is shaping up as a big day.
1. 1000 word critical reflection due on Broughton Knox's "God in Trinity" from The Everlasting God.
2. 20% Hebrew exam. With about 80 words of vocab to learn on top of all the grammar.
3. Preaching final sermon on Micah at Lunchtime Bible Teaching at Sydney Uni Cumberland.
Most of my breaks (and I use the term loosely) from sermon writing, I have used to go over Hebrew vocab, but this time I thought I'd share a bit of my sermon which picks up on a couple of things I've posted here during my preparation.
...to help us understand Micah, it is helpful to read it as history, theology, prophecy and finally we read it as poetry.
· Poetry
That is, there is a poetic flavour to what Micah has written. It’s why in most of your Bibles it is printed in an indented form. Now it is near impossible to ascertain how close this written form is to the preached original, you know as if Micah spoke like someone in a Shakespearean play, but no doubt it had a poetic feel to it.
And poetic feel is the best term to use. That is, you’re meant to feel it. Now I know we’re all health science students, and feelings are meant to be discouraged as we are taught to get attached to our patients just enough to feel empathy, but keeping enough distance that we anaesthetize ourselves from the fact that all our efforts will ultimately fail as we all have an ultimate mortality rate of 100%. So I realise, there is no arts faculty here and I’m asking you to do something foreign, but this is poetic, and its meant to be felt.
And so the tension here captures some trepidation as to how one is meant to feel as they read this. I mean, what would the Israelites have felt as they read and heard Micah’s words? Partly I’m sure, they would want to rejoice at the glorious hope that is being set before them, and yet in the next breath, there is that strange application in chapter 1 that when faced with the horrible righteous judgment of God, for the disobediance of humanity, it is appropritate to mourn. Micah says he will strip naked and start crying - it's the only right way to respond!
You see, how is one meant to feel this poetry?
Sarah and I recently moved towards the city, and we live about 200m from the Enmore Theatre. Now I’m certain that many of you would have seen bands, or theatre or comedy acts there before – the Sydney Comedy Festival is on at the moment and there’s a bunch of acts playing there. But a friend recently pointed out to Sarah and I that we should keep an eye out at the crowds. The Enmore Theatre hosts just about every event you can think of. One week it will be the Ragamuffin Caribbean Rastafarian music festival – and outside is all dreadlocks and those multi-coloured beanies and a constant faint aroma of pot smoke. The next night will be a heavy metal rock band and it will be black, everyone wearing black, the next day it’ll be the Wiggles performing and instead of security guards instead of strolling patrollers, they’re out patrolling the strollers - watching over the pram parking on the footpath. But depending on the day you walk past, there is a completely different feel. So how are we to feel reading Micah?
Sarah wouldn’t let me, but I wanted to dress as a goth for our first week. There was a strong depressing feel to chapters 1 and 2 and really only a faint whiff of hope. Yet last week was predominantly joyous as the glorious future was put before Israel, that in spite of judgment a glorious future awaits. I guess last week the feel would be more like the Wiggles concert at that point, a few tears and dirty nappies, but mostly an almost unhealthy youthful enthusiasm. But a bit of reflection leaves me confused as to how I’m meant to feel.
What good is this now? What good is this if the fine print puts it so far off? It is a vision of the future, which stands in stark contrast to that which is currently the reality. But I’m still living in reality!