Monday, December 31, 2012

Behold, the Kindness and Severity of God


Lamentations 3:22-27 
"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. 'The Lord is my portion,' says my soul, 'therefore I will hope in him.' The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him. It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord. It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth."

How can Jeremiah say these things in the midst of such devastation and loss?  He has predicted the utter destruction of his homeland.  His people will be slaughtered and taken into captivity for 70 years.  His weighty messages from the Lord have brought him great anguish, as well as, incredible frustration over Israel's refusal to listen to him and repent from their idolatry and rebellion. Quite the opposite, they try to kill him several times because of his faithfulness to warn them of the inevitable disaster to come.  And when it finally does happen, when these horrific prophesies come to pass, Jeremiah can find no comfort in throwing it in their faces, saying things like "See, I was right!"  "Although those years you taunted me and would not believe me. I told you this would happen!" No. The fulfillment of the prophecies was no victory or source of smug satisfaction for Jeremiah. It was a great tragedy and agonizing grief to him.  But after graphic descriptions of his devastated country and the effect these scenes have on him, Jeremiah pauses.  

He says, "But this I call to mind and therefore I have hope."  Jeremiah remembers the Lord's steadfast love and that He does not delight in the suffering of His people, though He causes it.  He has great purpose and beautiful design, even in this mess, to bring Himself glory and to restore His people to Himself.  

As I reflected on Jeremiah's response to the Babylonian victory over Israel, I could not help but wonder at the heart of God, in the midst of His intentional rejection and destruction of His chosen nation.  If Jeremiah was so broken over Israel's fate, how much more the Lord?  God may exact punishment on sin, but He takes no pleasure in destroying men. He says in Ezekiel 18, “Have I any pleasure in the death of the wicked…and not rather that he should turn from his way and live?”  and “For I have no pleasure in the death of anyone, declares the Lord God; so turn, and live.” He had to discipline Israel, but He looked to their glorious restoration.  "For the Lord will not cast off forever, but, though He cause grief, He will have compassion according to the abundance of His steadfast love; for He does not afflict from His heart or grieve the children of men..." (Jer. 33)  Wow. A just and merciful God who is unswerving in His judgment of sin, but whose heart is not bent on afflicting and grieving men.  Great is His faithfulness!  In this messy context sits the verse we all quote and put on our living room walls.  His mercies are new every morning.  

Jeremiah said it is good to wait patiently for God's salvation. He had hope because of the joyous reconciliation God revealed to him that would follow the years of destruction and captivity.  Health, healing, abundance of prosperity and security, restored fortunes, cleansed guilt, forgiven sin and rebellion, a city with a name of joy, praise, and glory before the other nations of the world, who would "fear and tremble because of all the good and the prosperity [God] would provide for it."  (Jeremiah 33:6-9).  Indeed, God would not always chide or keep His anger forever.  His covenant with His people is eternal.  
We must identify with Israel, for our natural hearts are the same.  We do not desire God, and we have chosen our own way. The difference is that God has already provided the ultimate sacrifice for our sin.  His wrath has been spent on His only Son.  As you read this famous hymn, take a few moments to meditate on the grace of God and marvel at His great goodness to us!!   


How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that left Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom


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