God, I believe in your goodness,
that you are a God of compassion.
The image of you trampling on people,
their blood spattering your robes crimson,
as if you were treading juice from grapes,
is abhorrent to me. I
cannot accept it.
Neither can I imagine Jesus striking
children dead, even if their
mother was a Jezebel,
for he was a healer
who taught us
of your love.
Forgive my
unbelief.
Lectionary Readings
Ps. 47: 147:1-11; 27; 114
Isa. 63:1-5
Rev. 2:18-29
John 5:1-15
Selected Verses
Ps. 27:13
I believe that I shall see the goodness of the
LORD
in the land of the living.
in the land of the living.
Isa. 63:3b-c
"…I trod [the wine press] in my anger
and trampled them in my wrath;
their juice spattered on my garments,
and stained all my robes. …"
and trampled them in my wrath;
their juice spattered on my garments,
and stained all my robes. …"
Rev. 2:22-23a
"…Beware, I am throwing [that woman Jezebel] on a bed,
and those who commit adultery with her I am throwing into great distress, unless
they repent of her doings; and I will strike her children dead.
…" [The angel of the Thyatira
church, reporting the words of the Son of God]
John 5:13
Now the man who had been healed did not know who it was, for
Jesus had disappeared in the crowd that was there.
In describing his reading of the Bible, Frederick Buechner's Brendan speaks about the bitter broth of the prophets, the thick cream of the Psalms, and the fresh lovely bread of the Gospel. I have thought about these three images. Perhaps the bitter parts are inevitable, but they make the delicious parts taste even better.
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