I Kings 19:1-15
“I
lift up my eyes unto the hills.”
Living
in Rockfish Valley this has become our go to phrase. Each morning I wake up to
the idyllic rhapsody of Lake Monacan being caressed by the loving arms of
Crawford Mountain. When the world leaves me grasping for answers I ride my
bicycle on the Skyline Drive to clear my mind. When death dares to cross our
threshold, you will often find me walking the trail up to Humpback. Even on a warm summer’s day Humpback offers a
crispness in the air which revives my soul and refreshes my memories.
“I
lift up my eyes to the hills.” Standing with a family in our cemetery these are
the words that most often come to my lips. The bereaved look up and imagine
their beloved walking toward eternity. Earth has released its hold and life is
revived in our sacred hills.
But
are the mountains where we find God? Not according to the Psalmist. Psalm 121
reads, “I lift up my eyes to the hills. But where will I find my help?” I love
the mountains as much as anyone here. They offer peace and tranquility. But while
the mountains are God’s creation, they are not God’s permanent residence. It
wouldn’t surprise me if God kept a condo up there for an occasional visit. But
God is much too busy to consider an extended vacation. If you don’t believe me,
ask the prophet Elijah.
The
Holy Trinity of the Old Testament is Abraham, Moses, and Elijah. David gets a
lot of press but the Bathsheba incident kept him off Mount Rushmore. Abraham
was the father of the Hebrew people. Moses delivered the law to slaves on the
road to freedom. Elijah became Israel’s moral compass. Unfortunately during the
days of Elijah, Israel’s compass seldom pointed north.
Elijah’s
main nemesis was Queen Jezebel. Let’s have a quick show of hands. How many of
you have a daughter? In your arduous search for the perfect name, did any of
you consider Jezebel? Of course not! You might not even know the story of
Jezebel yet that name never came up. No one in the Old Testament was as vile
and devious as Jezebel. She ordered all the prophets of Yahweh to be
killed. She executed Naboth so her
husband could grow tomatoes. She demanded everyone worship Baal, the fertility
god. Everything Jezebel touched was stained by deceit and evil. So Yahweh sent
Elijah to confront her.
The
original confrontation was to take place at Mt. Carmel, but the Queen did not
even bother showing up. Instead she sent her husband Ahab and 450 priest of
Baal to do her dirty work. The last words those priest heard before meeting their demise was,
“You don’t mess with Yahweh.”
Exuberant
from his victory at Mt. Carmel, Elijah screamed at King Ahab. “You go tell your
wife what happened here. You tell her I am coming to Jezreel and bringing with me all of the fury of Yahweh. You tell
Jezebel Baal is dead to her people and she will soon be joining her god.” Ahab
jumped in his chariot and headed home. Flush with victory Elijah ran in front
of the king. (stop)
The distance from Mt.
Carmel to Jezreel is 17 miles. I doubt many of us have actually run 17 miles,
at least not recently. 17 miles is not a short distance. Even on a bicycle 17
miles gets my attention. But when I ride that far, I do some of my best
thinking. At mile one I begin to work on a sermon. By the fourth mile I see a clear path. But by
the time I reach mile 10 I am confronted with all the flaws in my logic.
Clarity only begins to arrive about mile 13 and by mile 17 I can’t wait to put
all my thoughts down on paper.
Elijah started running
toward Jezebel. By mile post 4 he couldn’t wait to confront the Queen and have her begging
for mercy. Elijah knows her only recourse is to abdicate the throne and declare
Yahweh God. At mile post 10 Elijah begins to question his clarity. By mile post
13 Elijah begins to slow down. Each step toward Jezreel becomes heavier. For
the first time all day fear replaced faith. At the 17th mile Elijah
is not surprised to see a representative of Jezebel waiting for him. The
message from the Queen was quite clear.
“I will kill you before the sun rises.” The man who delivered the word
of the Lord to 450 prophets of Baal turned…. lifted his eyes toward the hills….
and ran away!
A frightened,
compromised Elijah spent the next 40 days and 40 nights in the mountains. Why
that long? Do you really think Elijah wanted to encounter God? Jezebel was
still Queen! Forget Mt. Carmel. Elijah had failed.
40 days alone; 40 nights
fearing Jezebel might find him; 40 mornings hoping God would appear; 40 evenings
giving thanks that God remained silent…... And on the 41st day the
silence was broken. “Elijah, what are you doing here?”
Ever been guilty as
sin and still squirmed for your life.
Listen to the great Elijah. “God, I have been faithful, but all your followers are dead. Everyone else has
deserted you. Jezebel is out there looking for me. I am the only one left. What
do you want of me?”
God said, “Go stand
out on the ledge.”
Elijah obeyed. The
wind came up. It howled so viciously Elijah feared he would be swept over the
edge. But God was not in the wind. There was an earthquake that nearly split
the rock where Elijah was standing. Elijah got down on his knees praying the
earth would stop shaking. But God was not in the earthquake. Fire erupted. The
air was so hot Elijah could hardly breathe. He covered his head unable to
imagine what might happen next. Still God did not appear. Then there was a silence
so deafening Elijah could hear the pounding of his frightened heart. A second
time God said, “Elijah, what are you
doing here?” (stop)
Greek mythologies
claim Poseidon to be the god of the oceans.
Roman mythologies listed Jupiter as the god of the sky. Baal was worshipped
as the god of the mountains. The Psalmist comes along claiming Yahweh not only formed
the sea, the sky, and the mountains but had dominion them. So If Baal was
tenant of the hills, where would Elijah find God?
EXACTLY WHERE ELIJAH
WAS SUPPOSE TO BE!
And where are we
supposed to find God?
THE ANSWER HAS NEVER
CHANGED. God is in the trenches confronting not only Jezebel, but sickness, hopelessness,
weariness, and despair.
Some like to think of
God in the mountains sitting around the camp fire as we sing Kum Ba Yah.
God doesn’t need pep
rallies.
Some claim God to be
our champion in battle or even the field of athletic endeavors.
God doesn’t play
favorites.
Some insist God is
alive and well on cable TV and the world wide web.
God doesn’t do face-book.
Some call for God’s
blessing as a tag line to their political agenda.
God is neither blue,
red or purple.
BUT GOD IS
CONFRONTATIONAL.
God confronts death,
and so should we. You want to find God? Visit the hospitals and nursing homes.
God confronts
loneliness. You want to find God? Pick up the phone and say hello to someone
living alone.
God confronts despair.
You want to find God? Become involved in the life of a teenager.
God confronts
injustice. You want to find God? Go walk beside someone who has been
marginalized.
I could go on and on
but the bottom line is this,
You want to find God?
LISTEN FOR THAT SMALL… STILL… VOICE,
Then go find Jezebel.
God
will be there waiting for you.
To
God be the glory. Amen.
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