Genesis 24:34-67
I
have been told by more than one person that preachers are really only needed
three times in a person’s life. When you were born I baptized you, when you
fell in love I performed your wedding, and when you die, I will bury you. The
rest of the stuff I do is little more than idle chatter. Maybe that is why I
feel a closeness to Isaac, the son of Abraham. In the stories of the descendents
of Abraham, Isaac is mentioned three times. The first story reveals his near
baptism by fire. Today’s story describes the “courtship” of Rebekah. The final
story comes when Isaac is an old man. Baptism, Marriage, Death; these stories
tell us all we know about the man whose name means “laughter”.
But
today’s story does not begin in laughter.
Sarah died. I suspect no one was more important in the life of Isaac
than Sarah. Her death brought a void that only those who have lost a mother can
understand. Isaac was beside himself. His half-brother Ishmael was gone, his
mother was dead and I doubt Isaac had much desire to go on another overnight
camping trip with his dad. Abraham
considered finding another wife to raise the boy but there were two small
problems. There is no indication that Isaac wanted another woman to replace his
mother. Second, just how easy is it to find a wife when you are over 100 years
old?
Eliezer,
Abraham’s faithful servant, had a better idea. In a conversation with Abraham,
Eliezer suggested perhaps Isaac would be best served with a wife. Abraham found
this to be a marvelous idea. Therefore in the 24th chapter of
Genesis, right after the burial of Sarah and right before Abraham the
Remarkable had many children with his new wife and concubines, we are given the
courtship of Rebekah. Let the laughter begin.
To
fully appreciate Genesis 24 one must recognize the humor in the weaving of this
tale. Normally this would not be difficult but when we are talking about a
quest which leads to marriage, let me remind the men in attendance that
weddings are no laughing matter to wives and daughters. To women, weddings are sacred ceremonies in
which every detail must be perfectly synchronized, every color perfectly
matched, and every word perfectly harmonized in order to perfectly glorify the
Angel that awaits her coronation. In my experience as an officiator, I have
found mothers of the bride all agree on one thing. Every wedding would be
perfect if the groom and his henchmen could be eliminated.
Why
then should we be surprised that the courtship of Rebekah included everyone but
Isaac?
The
first thing that Abraham decided was that none of the local girls were good
enough for his son. That actually was very fortunate because it doesn’t appear
that any of the local girls had given Isaac a second glance. Second, Abraham
decided Isaac wasn’t going to be involved in choosing a wife. I doubt the poor boy had probably never been
on a date. After being traumatized on Mount Moriah, and then suffering through
years of therapy, Isaac was pretty much of a loner who hung out in his mother’s
tent and would have played video games if they had been invented. Abraham had little confidence that Isaac would
ever find a wife. For that reason he gave
Eliezer ten camels, some gold and a few pieces of jewelry. The father’s final instructions
were, “I know you don’t have much to work with but please don’t return until
you have found me a daughter-in-law.”
Eliezer
traveled all the way to city of Nahor near Abraham’s old stomping grounds. He
figured folks would remember Abraham’s name and assume Isaac was the apple of
his old man’s eye. Then Eliezer used one of the oldest tricks in the book. He
played the animal card.
According
to people who are supposed to know, the best way for a guy to get himself
noticed by a woman is to go to a pet shelter and purchase a rescue dog.
Evidently if a guy shows compassion to a helpless mutt, he might be salvageable
as a member of the human species. While Eliezer did not have a rescue dog, he
did have ten camels. He took the camels to the local well and prayed that God would
have mercy on his master Abraham. Please note the whole mission to find a wife was
not for Isaac’s benefit but so Abraham might find happiness and perhaps a few
grandchildren before he died.
Anyway,
the animal trick worked. Rebekah arrived and asked if she could water the poor
thirsty camels. One thing led to another and Rebekah invited Eliezer home to
meet the family. Over dinner Eliezar was introduced to Rebekah’s brother Laban.
The storyteller let’s us know that Laban
was a shrewd operator, a quality Eliezar used to his advantage. Eliezar
displayed his gifts confident that Laban would be enamored with the idea
increasing his personal wealth. Laban
asked, “Why are you traveling alone with so many riches?”
Eliezer
responds, “My master Abraham is looking for a daughter-in-law.”
Again
Isaac is never mentioned by name. The transaction depends solely on the
reputation of his father and Isaac’s future depends on the small fortune that
Eliezer has brought with him as proof of Abraham’s reputation.
Laban
took one look at the camels and did not waste any words. “You prayed, and my
sister showed up to water your camels. Obviously this is a sign from God. Who
are we to stand in the way of the Almighty? Take Rebekah that she might be a
blessing to Abraham. We will keep the camels and the gold to remind us of this
wonderful day.”
And
that is how the one called “laughter” came to meet his wife Rebekah whose name
means “tied together”. Soon Isaac and Rebekah did tie the knot and the covenant
God made with Abraham continued into a second generation.
What are we to make of
this story? The one called laughter, the
one who survived a fiery altar and the death of his beloved mother, found completeness
with Rebekah. Together they produced two children who ironically were no
laughing matter, but that is another story.
Shouldn’t
there be more? Shouldn’t we find some great moral imperative secretly begging
to be revealed? Sometimes we need to remember this gloriously sacred book is
filled with absurd stories. By taking the Bible too literally, we often miss
the grace and the wonders that are being revealed. We forget the Bible is this
holy interaction between a terribly flawed people and a God with an implausible
sense of humor.
Let
me refresh your memory banks. The Hebrew people were slaves in Egypt. Did God
send a mighty army? No. God sent a guy who has been talking to a bush in the
middle of the desert. And what were the enlightened instructions of this great
liberator? Wade in the water.
Later
Israel was threatened by an army whose champion was over seven feet tall. Did
God send Shaquille O’Neal? No. God sent a little kid with a sling shot.
Remember
Mount Carmel? Who but Elijah would have thought to use water instead of lighter
fluid on the holy barbeque pit?
Remember Jonah? His
disposition was so bad that even a whale couldn’t stomach him.
And
what about Jesus? The king of the world was born in a barn in a backwater town
to a couple of refugees. Don’t tell me God has no sense of humor.
I
realize the story of Isaac makes us wish the one called laughter could have
been named survivor. He survived the misguided hand of his father. He survived
the death of his mother. He survived the matchmaking of his father’s servant.
He even survived the bitter rivalry between his two sons. And yet, when Jacob
left home in the middle of the night, when Esau raged in the darkness swearing
an oath against his conniving brother, what do you think Isaac did?
He
laughed. He chuckled to himself because he knew that the second born had always
been a step ahead of his brother. Isaac laughed and said, “God, after all you
have put me through, my joy is now complete because you are going to have your
hands full with Jacob.”
What
can we learn from this story? I believe the first survivor in the Old Testament
teaches us that it is possible to suffer and despair and still laugh. The story
of Isaac does not demean our experiences. It serves to remind us that our
drama, and our pain, and our tragedy sometimes can only be healed with that God
given gift of laughter.
I
suspect Isaac never freed himself from his traumatic childhood. Yet, in spite
of everything, he never lost the ability to laugh. Instead of rebelling against
life, he rebelled against despair. Instead of becoming a bitter man, he became
of loving husband and father. (Stop)
When
I pour water over the head of an infant and claim she is a child of God, the
hearts of the young mother and father are filled with joy. Together we laugh.
When
I have the honor of pronouncing a couple’s love for each other, they smile,
kiss and the room is filled with joy. The festivities that follow are punctuated
with laughter.
Even
while standing by the grave, shrouded with the reality of death, hope begins to
emerge. Stories soon unfold and memories flow quicker than tears. It is the laughter
that helps us to begin the journey home.
Laughter
is more than the best medicine.
Laughter
is a gift from God.
To
God be the Glory. Amen.
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