Tuesday, October 14, 2025

"A Note to God's People in Exile"

 

Jeremiah 29:1, 4-7

October 12, 2025

 

These are the words of the letter that the prophet Jeremiah sent from Jerusalem to the remaining elders among the exiles and to the priests, the prophets, and all the people whom Nebuchadnezzar had taken into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon.

Thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, to all the exiles whom I have sent into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon: Build houses and live in them; plant gardens and eat what they produce. Take wives and have sons and daughters; take wives for your sons, and give your daughters in marriage, that they may bear sons and daughters; multiply there, and do not decrease. But seek the welfare of the city where I have sent you into exile, and pray to the Lord on its behalf, for in its welfare you will find your welfare.

 

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So, picture this.  All of this happens over the space of two to three generations.

Things get even weirder than they are now, and Brazil starts to expand north.  They take over the countries along the Caribbean coast of South America, then Panama announces that they won’t fight them.  They settle into an uneasy peace with Central America and the people there decide it would be a good idea to start learning Portuguese.  About a decade later, the U.S. government opens quiet talks with Buenos Aires and when the Brazilians move on the smaller Central American countries, they give them permission to move straight on through into southern Mexico while the U.S. attacks through Texas and Arizona.  The Mexicans hold onto the north, while losing the south. 

Ten years later, it looks like war again and about half of the political and cultural leaders throughout the states, but especially from the northeast, pack up and move to Canada.  Without many experienced hands left, the Brazilian coalition has no problem spreading across the Midwest, then turning east all the way to the Atlantic as far north as New York.  In D.C., they take as many congresspeople as they can find and ship them and their families back to Buenos Aires.  They do the same with stockbrokers in New York.  In Philadelphia and Baltimore, they aren’t sure who the influencers are, so they just kill random people and burn the cities.

            The Brazilians miss at least one important person, though.  He’s someone who’s been around a long time, who has advised U.S. governments for decades, with almost everything he’s ever said being ignored.  Nevertheless, he has always refused to be quiet or to give up hope.  He’s they type who buys up land in occupied territory, saying that the occupation will be over someday and that he wants to establish clear ownership to it now, when he can buy it cheap.

            The Yankees down in Buenos Aires write to him and ask what to do.  He writes back and says, “Settle in.  Your grandchildren may return but you yourselves aren’t coming back.”

“Build houses and live in them; plant gardens and eat what they produce. Take wives and have sons and daughters; take wives for your sons, and give your daughters in marriage, that they may bear sons and daughters; multiply there, and do not decrease. But seek the welfare of the city where I have sent you into exile, and pray to the Lord on its behalf, for in its welfare you will find your welfare.” [Jeremiah 29:5-7]

            That’s basically what happened when the Babylonian Empire overran the whole Middle East for decades and under Nebuchadnezzar II in 587 B.C. captured Jerusalem and took the leaders of Judah as prisoners to Babylon, hostages for the “good behavior” of those left behind.  The exiles were bitter.

By the rivers of Babylon—
    there we sat down, and there we wept
    when we remembered Zion.
On the willows there
    we hung up our harps.
For there our captors
    asked us for songs,
and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying,
    “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

How could we sing the Lord’s song
    in a foreign land?
If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
    let my right hand wither!
Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth,
    if I do not remember you,
if I do not set Jerusalem
    above my highest joy.

Remember, O Lord, against the Edomites
    the day of Jerusalem’s fall,
how they said, “Tear it down! Tear it down!
    Down to its foundations!”
O daughter Babylon, you devastator!
    Happy shall they be who pay you back
    what you have done to us!
Happy shall they be who take your little ones
    and dash them against the rock! 
[Psalm 137]

And Jeremiah the prophet of God was telling them to learn to live among these people?  He wanted them to pray for its welfare?  Really?

            Yes.

            In the midst of catastrophic events a lot of things happen.  One is that people’s faith in God is severed from the culture in which they learned that faith.  Times of massive change force us to make distinctions that might not have been needed in other times.  We discover that Christmas is about Jesus, not Rudolph and Frosty.  That is a good thing.  In the long run it is also a good thing for us to realize that we cannot rely on the culture to do our work for us.  We have to realize that if we don’t teach the children to pray, they aren’t going to pick it up anywhere else.  We discover that if the Ten Commandments aren’t written on their hearts (and on our own), putting them on a poster at the back of a classroom isn’t going to make a bit of difference. 

            I admit I have jumped from Jeremiah’s time to ours pretty quickly, but it’s hard not to do that.  The circumstances differ, but not his witness to God’s will for his people.

            What absolutely must happen in such times is that the mindset of individuals and even of institutions that have undergone deep loss absolutely has to turn to the future. Admittedly, grief is real and doesn’t simply go away with time.  It needs to be expressed and owned, even honored.  Yet dwelling solely on the past is the way to lose sight of the future, and of missing out on what must be done in the present to secure the spiritual life of those who never knew the former reality.  That’s why Jeremiah told

“the remaining elders among the exiles and to the priests, the prophets, and all the people whom Nebuchadnezzar had taken into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon” [Jeremiah 29:1]

to pick up and move on within the new situation.  Even the name “Jeremiah” means “God raises up”.  God does raise up. 

The life of God’s people has never been about going back to an ideal time or place.  It has always been about hearing God’s call to faithfulness and mercy here and now.  It has always been about how God led the Israelites through the desert when they wanted to turn back to Egypt.  It has been about remaining faithful witnesses to the one, almighty God in a land whose inhabitants invited God’s people to join in the worship of idols.  It has been about trusting God while in exile, finding ways to sing his song in a strange land, even if some days you just want to hang your harp on a tree and forget it. 

Those days do come.  Part of what’s going through my mind in this sermon has to do with an interchange with one of my friends, a colleague and a brother in faith who lives in Appalachia in an area that has been struggling in many ways for a long, long time but is just feeling the first brunt of the kind of secularism that we’ve been dealing with for a generation.  He wrote,

“It’s almost Brunswick Stew making time, man.  You know this is important to our mission.  Without it we’d have to eat that store-bought stuff.  Hey, I’ve given up on confirmation class.  [I had mentioned confirmation earlier in the discussion.]  I don’t think there’ll be another generation of Christians.  We’re a dead sect.” 

That hit like a lightning bolt.  If he had stopped there, I would have jumped into the car and driven two days into the mountains to find him, but he went on,

“But things are ok.  We’re expecting a fourth grandchild in January.” 

That’s how I know he’ll come through.  He’s looking ahead, the way that Jeremiah said to do.  What’s more, I also know one of this guy’s favorite hymns says,

“How sweet to hold a newborn baby

and feel the pride and joy he gives,

but better still the calm assurance ,

this child can face uncertain times because he lives. 

Because he lives, I can face tomorrow. 

Because he lives, all fear is gone. 

Because I know he holds the future

and life is worth the living just because he lives.”

 

Faith grows with challenge. Faith hears the voice of Jesus, risen from the dead, telling his disciples to leave Jerusalem and Judea, to see the journey not as exile but as seeking new horizons, telling them to take good news to the whole world, loving that world as they go, seeking the good of everyone in it, friend or foe or stranger.

“And Jesus came and said to them, ‘All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.’” [Matthew 28:18-20]

 

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