O that you would tear open the Heavens and come down.
The words of the prophet Isaiah plead with God from the
heart of a despondent people, a people who have had their
dreams shattered. Returning from exile after a
generation of having lived on stories and dreams of what
Jerusalem was, before it was destroyed by the Babylonians
and occupied. They return to a much diminished Holy
city. Where is the God of their ancestors, the God who Moses
met on mount Sinia, who literally made the mountains quake
when he communed with Moses. The prophet pleads that
God would come out from behind what obscures him from his
people, to tear or rend the heavens open. It was
a cataclysmic request if it took place in the way the
prophet wanted the very known and accepted order of the
world could never be the same. Nuclear explosions
would be miniscule in comparison.
It is a prayer that the suffering and those who are enmired
in the view that things will never change or get better,
know so well. From the exiles returning from Babylon, to the
Jewish people experiencing the wrath of Rome in AD 64 when
Jerusalem was destroyed, to numerous people who lives have
been shattered in the wars and conflicts of this and the
last century. Nothing will change, where is God? only
God can change this. We have no other help. The
meaning of Advent is we wait in hope and expectation that
God does act and will. We hope for the coming of our Lord
and Judge, as we prepare for the celebration of his first
coming as a child in a manger. Advent means coming. It also
means arriving. But to most of us coming is easier to
comprehend than arriving. And coming means waiting.
Samuel Beckett wrote a play called Waiting for Godot, I was
introduced to it at University. Two men Vladimir and
Estragon have long conversations while they wait for Godot
to arrive. Some reviews of the play describe it as nothing
happening twice, because Godot never arrives and the
audience are left hanging in the air at the end. The
two men cannot and will not leave in case he arrives, and
each is terrified of being left by their companion to wait
on their own in case they miss him.
This play achieved a new fame in 1993. If you remember that
time there was a civil war going on in Yugoslavia between
Croats Serbs and Bosnians. And Sarajevo the former capital
was under siege from guns mounted on the hills around
it. The people of the city a mixed population of
Christians Jews and Muslims begged Susan Sontag a famous
Broadway producer to come and put a play on in their war
torn city. The actors came and in the midst of
powercuts, and possible bombardment that could cut short the
performance at any time they rehearsed and played the first
act of the waiting for Godot. As I explained before it is
not a play that makes you laugh or gives you an answer. The
grateful audience braved the snipers and the shell
fire and for a short time the promise of acting in their
national theatre was reborn. And with it the promise of
future performances in a free country after the war was
over. Susan Sontag talked of tears of joy in the
audience. The performance didn’t stop the war, it gave
the people concrete hope of future performances in time of
peace.
Christian hope is living in the present with all its
failings and fears. It is recognising the reality of
sin in our lives and in our society and world. But it
is also like Susan Sontag and her fellow actors in the
middle of this worlds mess and muddle saying to ourselves,
our society and those around us it does not have to be this
way. That is the way of the disciple.
We wait in hope, knowing that the God who arrived in the
manger at Christmas does act and can literally tear open the
heavens. And as we wait we hear our Lords command to
stay awake. We need to be ready, as the Advent hymn
says “let every heart prepare a throne and every voice a
song.” With the beginning of the celebrations of our
Lords coming at Christmas that are all around us this
morning, its important in Advent we “see the wood from the
trees.” Christmas trees are pretty and enhance our
celebrations of Jesus birth. But Christmas leads on to
good Friday and Easter and the wood of the cross brings
forgiveness for all. And that changes lives. God
changes things that seem impossible.