How Did It Get So Bad?

Hosea 11:1-11; Colossians 3:1-11

Do you ever find yourself shaking your head at the state of the world?

Wondering how on earth people, communities, or nations can be so lost, misguided, even malicious?

Fearing the consequences of all that?

 

Well, you’re not alone.

That’s how we hear that God is feeling, today, as we listen to the prophet Hosea.

 

“How has this mess emerged from my beloved people?” God is saying.

This people that I have cherished as an infant, held and nurtured. I held their hands as they learned to walk, scooped them up and made it better, fed them, cuddled them in love.

 

How is it possible that they have gotten themselves in such a mess, forgetting all that I have taught them, turning to the latest shiny gods and ignoring me?

Gotten themselves into fights and bad company, so that Assyria is beating them up. How have they gotten on this road to utter destruction?

 

You can actually feel the heartache as God remembers all that tender care, and wonders how it could have gone so wrong.

 

Hosea, channeling God’s distress, first told all this to a kingdom on the edge of collapse – they’re in trouble with the empire of Assyria, about to gobble them up.

Fear and anxiety are everywhere; the leaders are making political accommodation with questionable neighbors,; social, cultural and religious patterns and institutions are unraveling as everyone struggles, fearing for their own security, their own survival.

 

It's a stew of uncertainty and distress that plays to our human tendency to grasp at straws, leap after idols that promise a quick fix, forget our past, forget our tenderness and the roots of love, and become short-sighted in our anxiety for the near-term future. 

It’s just the sort of situation where we humans have far too much tendency to forget our trust in God.

 

And God grieves.

And God is angry.

And as Hosea tells us, in anger and grief, God’s compassion boils over. God refuses to lose God’s beloved people, and declares that we will return. That God will call us home, fiercely and firmly and conclusively.

 

This isn’t the only time when the depictions of God in the the stories of Israel or words of the prophets sound a lot like an angry mama bear whose cubs are threatened – whether that threat comes from the world around us, or from our own mistakes, or both.

But it’s incredibly poignant, God’s heart on full display, as Hosea shares these divine recollections of nurture and tender care, and even snuggling close, in love.

 

It’s a heartbreak many of us may feel part of, as we look around our world; as we turn off the daily news filled with the drumbeat of economic uncertainty, the shocks of people shooting up office buildings and local pools, the pain of seeing infants in Gaza starving before our eyes.

 

How did it get so bad?

We can still find God’s love in our lives, yes, but how has our world, our humanity, gotten this disconnected and lost from compassion and care and holding out supportive hands?

 

There’s no actual answer to that in Hosea’s words.

No actual answer to “why have things gone so wrong?” in God’s lament.

Just swift, fierce turn to God’s insistence that we will be restored; returned to God’s compassion and tender care.

 

Which is, at least, a promise of hope when things are going wrong.

Because returned and rooted in compassion, tender care, and wise nurture, we – humanity – have a chance to become the people we are meant to be, again. To become individuals, communities, nations of goodwill, of mercy, of fierce mutual support and understanding.

To be the people – the world – that God nurtured and raised us to be.

 

I need that promise.
I need that assurance of God’s fierce determination not to lose us, but to bring us home and re-root us, all of us, in God’s own generous, tender care.

And when I can tap those roots, that promise, I can face the distressing world of the daily news and the scrolling alerts, and respond to it with my own compassion for all of us; can seize opportunities to offer care, to speak out in love.

 

But I also feel the pain of how God’s promise to bring us all home to compassion and love isn’t done yet. The pain of how the world stays messed up, waiting for God’s promises to be completed, day after day after year after century.

 

Which is what Paul is talking about today.

Paul – or quite possibly a student of Paul, trying to carry on the work of the teacher – is writing to a community in Colossae who have put their faith in God’s promises, who have immersed their lives in the expectation of heaven coming to heal this messed up earth. Soon.

And who are very likely quite frustrated by waiting for God to complete those promises to heal the world and bring us home.

 

Eyes on the prize, Paul insists.

Paul – or Paul Junior – tells the waiting community not to get dragged down by the waiting, by the things that are messed up and broken day after day after day.

We don’t know how God’s promises will unfold – our life is “hidden”, he says – but we know it unfolds with Christ, in God. So focus on that, and don’t get dragged down into what has kept us separated from God.

Don’t get dragged down into anger, slander, lies; don’t lean into old habits of malice, wrath, abusive language, just because that’s all so common, expected in the unhealed, unfulfilled world around us.  Even if it feels like we need just a little dishonesty and bitterness to navigate the mess of the world around us.

That is not who you are, he reminds us.

 

Waiting – like the stew of anxiety and uncertainty Hosea’s people are facing – can often bring out the worst in us.
(Think about how you feel (what you say) when you’ve had to call customer service and you’re being told for the 47^th time in 30 minutes that your call is important to us – with no indication that your call ever will be answered.)

 

And my personal experience suggests that waiting for God’s promises to heal all the world’s troubles to be completed takes a lot longer than getting a person on the phone who can actually resolve one problem.

 

It’s easy, again, to turn to shiny short term “fixes” – or to vent our anger, grief, impatience, rage, or despair on any handy person or community.

Even if we don’t want to be that sort of person.

 

So Paul – or Paul Junior – is reminding his community to resist.

It requires intention and effort to set aside anger and impatience, to set aside the anxious greed that makes us snatch at self-interest and cheap promises of relief, even when we don’t want to live like that.

To refuse malice in venting our distress, and to keep our eyes on the prize.

But that’s Paul’s answer:

To keep our minds and hearts and habits focused on the healing of the world and our trust in God’s promises, so that we can respond, wholeheartedly, to God calling us back into the center of God’s love and care.

 

That's not the answer I want to “how can things go so wrong?”

It’s not the divine rescue I’m wishing for.

But it is the antidote to despair.

The antidote to apathy and resentment and to many of our anxious fears.

 

And we find the courage to embrace it, to act on trust in God’s promises when the distress of waiting and upheaval pulls and pushes us, because God’s fierce and tender love has already roared into the world to call us home. To bring us back to our roots in God’s unshakeable nurturing care.

 

And while we return to God’s love, while God is in the far-reaching process of bringing us home, we keep our eyes on the prize, by acting as God longs to act in every instance.

With compassion.

Tenderness.

Fierce and unyielding love that will not permit injustice to stand.

Will not permit greed to rule, or fear to conquer God’s people; will not permit evil to win.

Will not let go until we all are home, restored in the heart of God.