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June 20, 2010
Rev. Kip Gilts

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Roadside Attractions Series
 "Elijah: Act III"
I Kings 19:1-9

 

1Ahab told Jezebel all that Elijah had done, and how he had killed all the prophets with the sword. 2Then Jezebel sent a messenger to Elijah, saying, “So may the gods do to me, and more also, if I do not make your life like the life of one of them by this time tomorrow.” 3Then he was afraid; he got up and fled for his life, and came to Beer-sheba, which belongs to Judah; he left his servant there. 4But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a solitary broom tree. He asked that he might die: “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my ancestors.” 5Then he lay down under the broom tree and fell asleep. Suddenly an angel touched him and said to him, “Get up and eat.” 6He looked, and there at his head was a cake baked on hot stones, and a jar of water. He ate and drank, and lay down again. 7The angel of the Lord came a second time, touched him, and said, “Get up and eat, otherwise the journey will be too much for you.” 8He got up, and ate and drank; then he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights to Horeb the mount of God.

9At that place he came to a cave, and spent the night there. Then the word of the Lord came to him, saying, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

One week ago today I sat where Elijah sat, at the base of Mount Horeb, the mountain of God, and watched the light of day illuminate the mountain inch by inch.  I listened for God’s whisper at a lodging place that put me in mind of the motor lodges that we use to stay at when I was a boy travelling with my Aunt Peg and Uncle Bill.  It even had a motor lodge kind of name, Morganland, and a giant swimming pool.  I sat by the pool side watching the wonder of daybreak and thought about my friend Elijah.

Today we continue the story of Elijah, the prophet of God, who is truly a superhero in the Old Testament.  He appeared out of nowhere in I Kings 17 to confront the idolatry of the king, queen, and the nation of Israel by telling them that it would not rain until he said so.  That prompted a drought of 3 ½ years.  In that time of scarcity Elijah discovered that God provides.  That was Act One of this powerful play told in the scriptures.  Laurinda preached about Act Two last week as we discovered that God answers.  The prophets of Baal prayed for hours and got no response from their false god.  But in a prayer that took only 17 seconds the Lord God who made heaven and earth acted.  Fire came down from heaven and consumed the sacrifice that Elijah had prepared.  Then it started to rain.  Everything was going Elijah’s way.  Even King Ahab was amazed and ran home to tell his wife of the incredible events on Mount Carmel.  She was not nearly as impressed.  She swore that she would wipe Elijah out just as he had tried to wipe out her national religion, and she would do it swiftly.  This is Act Three.  In this act we find Elijah shifting so quickly from being on the top of the world to being at the end of his rope. It is an act with three scenes.  Come to the mountain of God and listen for the whisper.
 

Scene One: We bring Fear to the Mountain of God

Elijah was scared.  Verse three of this morning’s passage indicated that he was afraid and fled for his life.  He went all the way from Mount Carmel in northern Israel to Beer-sheba in southern Israel and wandered beyond that in the lonely place called the Negev Desert.  It is a desolate place that extends all the way to the Dead Sea.  Mount Carmel overlooks one of the most fertile places on earth, the Jezreel Valley, which has been the envy of many farmers and kings for thousands of years.  On the other hand, the Negev Valley and its neighbor, the Sinai wilderness, are two of the harshest places on earth.  I was in the Negev on Friday and our driver told me it was 44 degrees.  I quickly did the calculations that it was somewhere between 110 and 111 degrees outside.  What a contrast between the fertile valley that Elijah left and the barren wilderness to which he fled.  He found a lone broom tree out there and sat under it exhausted by the events that took him from the top of the world to the end of his rope.  And he was afraid.

On the way to Israel and Egypt a couple of weeks ago I read a book that was distributed at Annual Conference at the beginning of this month.  The book is entitled, Change the World, by Michael Slaughter.  Reverend Slaughter is the lead pastor of an impressive church that exploded in growth a hundred years after it was established in Tipp City, Ohio.  In his book he wrote, “Fear and anxiety can neutralize your opportunity to finish the unique role that you’ve been created to fulfill.”  He seemed to be speaking right to the Elijah situation.  Elijah’s fear had paralyzed him from doing what God had created him to do – change the world.

The first thing that I noticed in my trip to Israel this month was the walls that had been erected to contain and control the Palestinian population.  I wish I could tell you that I received a revelation from God as to the solution to the situation in the Middle East, but what I really received was a clearer picture of the problem.  Muslims inside the walls cannot go to the holy place to pray on Friday for fear that they could assemble an attack.  Christians outside the walls of Bethlehem cannot go to the Church of the Nativity because of fear that protests will escalate once again at this historic place of worship.  Jews cannot travel freely in their land of Israel for fear that an angry mob would take out frustrations of oppression on them.  Everyone seems to be afraid and walls are being erected to address the fears.

As I looked at those hideous walls that are topped with barbed wire, the Lord seemed to whisper to me that everyone builds walls when they are afraid.  Sometimes we do it by finding our own lone broom tree to hide under and cry out to God that no one understands.  Sometimes we do it by talking about those people and the atrocious things that they do.  You don’t have to go to Bethlehem to find walls erected, you only have to look inside.  Come to the mountain of God and listen for the whisper.
 

Scene Two: We bring Futility to the Mountain of God

Elijah fell asleep under that tree and was awakened by an angel of the Lord, who told him to get up and eat some bread that had just been freshly baked on hot stones.  I had some of this bread that continues to be made by the Bedouins of the desert the same way that it was made back then.  Elijah went back to sleep and was awakened again, given a second helping of the delicious bread and the all important commodity of water and sent out to the desert.  It took him 40 days to travel the 200 miles from the Negeb of Israel to Mount Sinai in present day Egypt, even on foot that is terrible time, leading me to believe that he was doing a little wandering in the wilderness.  When he got to the mountain of God he was asked one haunting question, “What are you doing here, Elijah?” 

Elijah didn’t respond, “Are you kidding me?  I was asleep by a broom tree and some angel woke me up twice and fed me twice and told me to go in the strength of that food and led me here.”  No, he knew what the voice meant and he must have thought a lot about the question himself in those forty days, because there is not even the slightest hesitation.  

Elijah moved into the heart of the matter in verse ten.  All he was doing seemed to be futile.  After such a rousing victory on Mount Carmel where he seemed to have obliterated idolatry, he was quickly reminded by the queen that she would appoint new priests to her cult and oh yes, by the way, she would kill him. But it was not she who is mentioned in Elijah’s speech, it was they, all the others.  The very people that he tried to rescue will turn on him and seek to take his life.  Life was futile, meaningless. I read several commentaries on this passage and all the scholars seem to be in agreement about one thing – Elijah was a burned out prophet at this point in his ministry.  One commentator wrote, “Elijah is a burned out prophet, broken, and disappointed.”  Another commentator stated, “Elijah expressed the greatest despair.  He had not seen the expected salutary fruit of his zeal for the Lord.”

The sense of futility is one of the greatest enemies of the people of God.  It is easy to think about throwing in the towel when the results are not what you have hoped for or worked for.  When apartheid seems to be dismantled in South Africa and wall comes down in Berlin, hope emerges, but then the atrocities of Darfur occur and walls are erected in other parts of the world.  Before you allow the sense of futility to overtake you and immobilize you, come to the mountain of God and listen for the whisper, “What are you doing here?” 

Ginghamsburg United Methodist Church heard this whisper in 2005 and decided to do something about the horrible aftermath of hate in Darfur.  Slaughter said that the church realized that indifference is no longer an option.  They have invested over 4 million dollars in that area of the Sudan digging wells building schools, providing for the women and children, and agricultural developments.  Many families are giving more to Darfur every Christmas than they are to their families through a campaign entitled, “Christmas Isn’t Your Birthday.”

It is easy to get caught up with a sense of futility, but I heard an interesting story from our guide in Israel.  Wisam is from Beth Zaor a suburb of Bethlehem where the Shepherd’s Field is located.  He took us by his hometown and showed us the stone fences that have stood for centuries.  He pointed out that rain and wind would have toppled these fences long ago except for a daily ritual of the farmers.  While they are out in their fields they pick up tiny stones every day.  Then they take those stones and put them in the gaps of the fences, doing something each day to improve the stability of their world.  Our guide turned toward the group on the bus and asked us to consider what our daily stones are.  I found a lot of stones at the base of Mount Horeb, also known as Mount Sinai, but before considering those stones I had to hear Elijah.  Fear and a sense of futility are not sins and should not be denied if they are being felt.  I am glad that Elijah gave voice to his feelings, I also like what John Wayne is reported to have said, “Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway.”  Our scripture reading this morning ended with the first question, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”  There is much more to the story.  This leads us to the next scene.
 

Scene Three: We take Faith from the Mountain of God

Elijah is told to stand on the mountain and prepare for the Lord to pass by.  There was a strong wind followed by a violent earthquake followed by a raging fire.  After each of these familiar methods of divine revelation, we learn that the Lord was not found.  Then there was this sheer silence, a gentle whisper, or as David Wiseman translates the phrase, “a thin, subdued sound.”  Again the question came, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”  Again the answer of a lonely, battered, misunderstood and unheeded prophet is offered to the Lord as the only thing that he has left at the end of his rope.  Then the whisper assures and recommissions.  He is not expected to do it all.  He is only to do what God has told him to do.  Mother Teresa once said, “We must become holy, not because we want to be holy, but because Christ wants to live his life fully in us.”  Elijah’s job was to obey God and let God work through him.  He was told to anoint a couple of kings and a young man, named Elisha, to be his successor.  Then something amazing happens to the prophet at the end of his rope.  He comes alive again.  It is a sense of purpose, not pyrotechnics, that speaks to the prophet.  Slaughter wrote in his book, “Understanding your life purpose is discovering why you are alive and knowing the contribution that you want to leave behind.”

One week ago today I sat where Elijah sat, at the base of Mount Horeb, the mountain of God and watched the light of day illuminate the mountain inch by inch.  I sat by the pool side watching the wonder of daybreak, thought about my friend Elijah, and wrote something entitled, “Whisper”:

The pace has been fast

The sights have been stunning

            Fast – keep moving

                        Stunning – stand still

                                    Go

                                                Take off your shoes.

                                                            Whisper.

There is so much to do here

There is more that I want to see

            Fast – keep moving

                        Stunning – stand still

                                    Look over there

                                                Stay right here

                                                            Whisper.

What are you doing here, Elijah?

Why have you come so far?

            Fast – keep moving

                        Stunning – stand still

                                    I have done so much, Lord

                                                I need to rest

                                                            Whisper.

Life can be so full of events, places, sights, sounds

The soul can become so malnourished

            Fast – keep moving

                        Stunning – stand still

                               Go. Do. Look. Listen. Touch.

                                       Stop. Do nothing.  Close your eyes. Let the Spirit breathe.

                                                            Whisper.

 

I am guessing that you have been where Elijah was.  You don’t have to travel to Israel and Egypt to understand fear or the sense of futility.  You don’t have to leave College Station to come to the mountain of God and listen for the whisper, “What are you doing here?”  May God grant each of us who have been at the end of our rope faith to do what God wants us to do – to discover our life purpose and live it.  Amen.

    

 

        

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