Held
in God’s Heart
October
20, 2013 Jeremiah 31: 27-34 and Luke 18: 1-8
I have just returned from Halifax – my plane touched to
the ground at Pearson International airport at 12:00 yesterday afternoon. I spent last week in Nova Scotia falling in
love. I met a new life, who by virtue of
birth is now a part of my life – I met my first grandchild – her name is Stella
– she is my son’s daughter – she looks just like her mom. She is small and delicate and beautiful and
precious. And she has managed in the three
short weeks of her life to have many, many people fall in love with her. Babies are good at that, I think that is
probably why we as a human species thrives – babies are good at having people
fall in love with them. I am not sure
that I was prepared for becoming a grandmother – some of you may know that I am
still very much in parenting mode as my youngest daughter is only 16 months old
– and it seems a bit strange to think that my baby daughter is already an aunt
but my son is 27 so in the grand scheme of things it does actually make sense
and I need to just accept that I am old enough to be a grandma. When I said goodbye to Stella yesterday
morning – she was just waking up, and she was held in her mother’s arms – still
in the squishy stage of being a newborn –I realized that I would be taking a
part of her with me – because she now rests in my heart – and no matter that we
have over 2000 kilometers between us – she and I are connected now – and no
matter where she goes and what part of the world she grows up in (and because
my son is in the Navy – it could be quite far away) she will always hold a
place in my heart – she is written there – Stella Christine, daughter of Hannah
and Rhys – granddaughter of me – child of God.
Written in hearts is a God thing to do –the reading
from the book of Jeremiah is all about being written in God’s heart –“31:33 But
this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those
days, says the LORD: I will put my law within them, and I will write it on their
hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people.” I think this is one of the most important
covenant that God makes with the people – because it is filled with such hope –
this is a troubled time for the people of Judah – a time when all around things
are bad – Jeremiah has been warning the people for years – that if something
did not change soon well then there would be problems – God would not keep
accepting these people who scorned him – God would no longer be able to
tolerate those that worshipped others gods, and ignored the laws and practice
pagan customs. God would not want anything to do with those who forgot who they
were and where they came from and what God had done for them – forgot that they
were delivered from slavery and walked through the water and were fed manna in
the desert - forgot that they were God’s chosen people – Jeremiah had been
warning them – predicting all sorts of disasters and destruction and finally it
had all come to pass.
In 596 BC the nation of Babylon, what is now present
day Iraq, invaded Jerusalem and enslaved the upper echelon of Judean society
just as the Assyrians had done to the Northern Kingdom of Israel 200 years
before. The people were removed from their homes, from their culture, from
their lifestyle and marched to Babylonia and entered into a life of servitude
to the Babylonians. This abrupt change
of lifestyle – the loss of freedom and the mass deportation as you can well
imagine challenged the people and they struggled to find a sense of identity, a
sense of who they were and whose they were in their new living situation. All the devastation Jeremiah predicted had
come to pass except
– and this is a huge exception – the world did crashing
down in the nation of Judah but God did not desert them – God did not abandon
them – no – just the opposite – God made a new covenant and wrote them in his
heart and God promised – one more time – promised that God would be their God –
and they – the people of Judah – the people of the law – the ancestors of those
who walked into the desert with Moses - the same people who had been disloyal
and unfaithful and untrue – they were
still the people of God. And not only
that – they were written in God’s heart.
Our God is a persistent God when it comes to his people, never
abandoning them no matter how far they stray – Over the years time and time
again God persists in being our God in spite of our attempts to thwart him.
The covenant spoken by Jeremiah over 2500 years ago
still stands today – still stands after all this time of people pushing God
away. God is still there – God is still
here and we are his people and he is our God and it is written on his
heart. God is still here – and it is
evident in the foundation of hope that permeates our culture. And God is still here and it is evident in
the in the world around us – in the majesty and diversity of creation – just
look out this window – even in the grey and the rain – life is teaming out
there, plants are breathing and drinking up the rain, birds and bugs are
dancing in the branches of the trees, leaves are turning glorious colours and
falling to the ground to make mulch in order to feed more bugs to feed the
birds – the circle of life just beyond the glass –
And God is here – in this room with us – look at us –
this rag tagged bunch of folks all from different backgrounds, all from
different families, all at various life stages – some old some young, some
male, some female, - all of us – beloved
children of God – all of us with enough faith in this God to get out of bed on
this (dreary day) and make the effort to come to this place of worship – and to
hold up the relationship we have with this God who has us written in his heart
–
And God is here in this world –
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and we know it when we find joy in situations
that seem overwhelmingly sad,
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and when we see peace come to situations
that are volatile,
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and when hope is felt in the midst of
despair,
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and when love is the only answer in
response to hate
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and when forgiveness happens in spite of
resentment.
God is here no matter how much we push or how much we
ignore – God is persistent is his love for us – his beloved children.
Years ago when I was on my internship in Ottawa at
Trinity United Church –I was a country bumpkin come from Northern Ontario – come
to live in the big city for a few months – I was quite unfamiliar with urban life – I was
part of the ministerial, as part of my learning goals. The ministerial also was a Bible Study group
decided that they would participate as a group in a protest that was being
staged on parliament hill – they were protesting housing reforms that the Mike
Harris conservative government was enacting – This was my first ever protest –
and quite frankly – I was nervous about the whole situation. The Premier was in town at the Westen hotel
and a large group of concerned citizen walked through the streets and stopped
in front of the hotel where a stage with sound equipment was set up – and thus
began a series of speeches. All sorts of
different groups spoke – those connected to assisted living, those who were
part of housing co-ops, those who had interests in geared to income housing –
pretty much anyone who had concerns about affordable and attainable housing for
all people regardless of income status.
Well into the afternoon a member of the ministerial got up to the
microphone – her name was Anne and she was one of the ministers at Glebe St.
James United Church. I will always
remember her words- she said: “my people
tell a story – my people tell a story about a widow who went to a judge and
because she kept coming she was granted justice” My people tell a story –this was the first
time that I really began to understand what it meant to be a people of God – I
realized when she was using the phrase over and over again – my people tell a
story – that I was people – and that they were people and that all the people
that stood in that street today – stranger and friend alike – we was all people
– and it was our God she was talking about – and this story of persistence –
this was my story – this was their story – this was our story. And all of a sudden it mattered to me whether
or not the person standing beside me had affordable housing. And all of a sudden it mattered and I got it
– and God was there.
Our God is persistent like the widow and will track you
down
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When you are lost – God will find you
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When you stumble – God will be there to
catch you
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When your life seems to be meaningless –
God stays with you until it matters again
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When life seems to be crashing down around
your ears – God is there, patiently waiting to dust you off as you pick
yourself up.
Our God is persistent like the widow and will never
leave you!
My people tell a story about God, your God, my God who
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whenever the hungry are fed
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whenever the lame walk
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whenever the oppressed are served justice –
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whenever God’s will is done and God’s people
are loved
God’s heart is lifted.
It gives me comfort to remember that much like I carry Stella on my
heart – my beloved granddaughter – I am carried on God’s heart as God’s beloved
daughter and we are carried in God’s heart as God’s beloved people. Thanks be to God for a love like that. Amen.
Hi Heather, greetings from Northern Ontario. Congratulations on your new grandbaby. Wonderful, isn't it. I just returned from K\W where I visited with my son, his lovely wife and my two grands, Rhys and Katherine. Went by too fast. I'm just stopping by to say how delightful your blog is. Thanks so much for sharing. I have recently found your blog and am now following you, and will visit often. Please stop by my blog and perhaps you would like to follow me also. Have a wonderful day. St. Andrew's United here in the Soo is my Church. Hugs, Chris
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Wow - cool - we have some things in common - I come from Northern Ontario - I served in Blind River for six years- and Janet Norman formerly of St. Andrew's was my supervisor for a year - I too have a son Rhys - spelt the same way as your grandson. I will check out your blog - Have a wonderful day and thanks for stopping by. ~ Heather
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