Thursday, June 7, 2018

Sunday Sermon: Isaac the Questioner

Isaiah 22:1-19

            Children ask questions, that’s the truth  They ask innocent questions, they ask annoying questions, they ask the same question over and over again.  They even ask theological questions. 
            I remember getting a phone call one day from a young mother in our congregation.  She was looking for advice:  theological advice.  
            Her three year old was asking questions.  Well, one specific question, actually, and she didn’t know how to answer:  “Where Is God?”  What do you say to a three-year-old? She asked, when they ask this question.  
            What’s the best answer? She wanted to know.  
            Now I knew this woman pretty well, and knew she knew the answer to that question – for herself. 
            She was a woman of deep faith – faith which had already been tested.
            But she took  her daughter’s question seriously, and she wanted the right question – for her child

            What do you say to a three year old?  Or to a five year old or a twelve year old, for that matter?

            I am reminded of this question when I think about the story of Isaac today – because the story itself raises a lot of questions that demand answers.  
            For example:  What kind of God asks a father to sacrifice his son?
            Why would God do such a thing, ask such a thing? 
             We think religions that demand child sacrifice barbaric. And here is God, testing Abraham. 
             You can say, after the fact, that God did not end up requiring it, but while it is happening, it’s still pretty horrific to think about.  
            What  is God thinking?  
            And even though these questions seem important to us, they are apparently not important to Abraham. 
            He’s not asking any questions.  He’s just obeying.  At least this time.

            But there is someone asking a question.  Isaac, the child.  
            And his question is central to the story, but perhaps not so important to us, who ask adult questions, and seek adult answers.  
            This is the question of a child.  
            And like the mom who came to me for help, Abraham the parent wants to give him the best answer he can.  “Here is the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?”  Isaac asks. 
             Abraham listens to his son’s question.  He takes it seriously.  “God himself will provide the lamb,” he replies.

            There are a couple of pieces of this story that might seem like details, but I think are important. 
            The first is this: that three times Abraham hears a call. The first and the third time it is God calling.  
            Abraham answers God: “Here I am!”  
            The second time, the middle time, it is his son, Isaac, calling.  Abraham answers his son the same way he answers God, with the words “Here I am!”  
            He really listens to the voice of his son, and he takes Isaac’s words, and his question, seriously. 

            The second piece of the story is the element of trust:  Abraham trusts God, and Isaac trusts his father.  
            Why do I believe this? I believe that Isaac question is a sign that he trusts his father – he trusts him enough to ask a question. 
             His question is innocent:  the idea that he himself might be the sacrifice does not seem to occur to him. 
            And Abraham trusts God – I believe ultimately, and even while he is getting ready to sacrifice his son, he really hopes that there is a way out, that God will not require this. 
             When he tells his servant they are going ahead, he says, “the boy and I will worship, and then WE will come back to you.”  
            His words to his son also indicate this trust, “God himself will provide the lamb….”

            Children ask questions, that’s the truth.  
            They ask innocent questions, they ask annoying questions, they ask the same question over and over again. 
            They ask questions until we stop listening, because we can’t take it any more.  
            Children ask questions, and those questions are more important than we often think.  
            For one thing, before you can find the right answer, you have to ask the right question. 
             For another thing, a good question is a sign of trust, not doubt. Children ask us questions because they trust us.  
            Children trust us. And when I think of the world as it is today, I think that we are not always worthy of that trust. 

            This week I saw a snippet of one of the presidential press conferences.  
            Sarah Sanders was answering questions, and she saw a young reporter – and when I say young, I mean he was a child – and she smiled and said she would take his question. 
             I think as a mom herself she felt a warmth and thought he would not ask a hard question.  
            But the young reporter told her about the fear he and some of his classmates have when they go to school, and asked what the president and what the government was going to do to help them feel safe. 
             And when Ms. Sanders responded, I could tell that she had really listened to him, because for a few moments she teared up, and she had a hard time responding.  
            It felt like a genuine moment, so rare in our hyper-partisan time.  It felt like a moment of real listening.

            Children ask questions, that’s the truth.  (
            They ask innocent questions, they ask annoying questions, they ask hard questions.  
            It was perhaps the hardest question Abraham ever heard, “Father, here is the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for the burnt offering?”

             And when Abraham answered with the words, “God himself will provide the lamb” he opened up a way not only for himself, not only for Isaac, but for all of us.   
            He spoke out of his deepest trust, his deepest hope, that God would provide a way through a hopeless situation.  
            And he was right. There was the ram in the thicket. There all along.   
            There was the offering. God will provide.   In our deepest questions.  In our deepest need.  
            Not an answer, but a lamb.   
            The lamb of God. Jesus.  
            Not just for Abraham. Not just for Isaac.  For us.
            When we are cut to the quick, when we are sinking in despair, when we are asking “why?”, when we are dying to live.  
            When we have tears in our eyes because we don’t know the answers to our children’s questions.
            When our tears are because we know the answer – and we fear it.
            When we know our failure.
            When we know our grief, too deep to bear.
            There is the lamb of God. There is the lamb of God.    When we are broken.  When we have failed.   When we have failed to protect our children.  

            There is the lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world.  There is the lamb of God, walking with us, taking seriously all of our questions, loving us, healing us, drawing us again to him.  
            Children ask questions, that’s the truth.   Holy questions.  And so do we – all of us children of God.  May we listen, and may those questions draw us closer to the lamb of God who provides a way for us.

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