"If you remove the yoke from among you,
the pointing of the finger, the speaking of evil,
if you offer your food to the hungry
and satisfy the needs of the afflicted,
then your light shall rise in the darkness
and your gloom be like the noonday.
The Lord will guide you continually
and satisfy your needs in parched places
and make your bones strong,
and you shall be like a watered garden,
like a spring of water
whose waters never fail.
Your ancient ruins shall be rebuilt;
you shall raise up the foundations of many generations;
you shall be called the repairer of the breach,
the restorer of streets to live in." (Isaiah 58:9b-12)
These days we are so used to finger-pointing, it is hard to imagine that there was (or could be) a time when people were not so severely polarized into factions, each blaming its opponent for society's troubles while simultaneously avoiding responsibility for its own failures.
These days we are so accustomed to the noise of demagogues barking from podiums about whoever is the most recently identified villain to blame that we forget the world doesn't actually have to be carved up into "us" and "them" categories.
These days, we are so used to thinking of hungry people as "over there somewhere else"--usually, we assume, in "bad neighborhoods" or "bad countries" and therefore, we further assume, somehow deserving of their hunger--that we forget there is no such thing as a human being God does not love, and no face who is not made in the image of God.
These days, perhaps we are so thoroughly stuck in the ruts of being fearful of strangers, hostile to those we disagree with, and indifferent to those whose struggles are different from our own that we cannot imagine life being any different. Perhaps the misery of being distant and divided from one another feels so familiar we are afraid of leaving it behind to try something new. Perhaps we do not have the imagination to see that it doesn't have to be this way.
On days like these, the voice of the prophet dares us to envision an alternative and calls us into a different sort of life. These words from what we call the fifty-eighth chapter of Isaiah, which conclude the passage that many of us heard this past Sunday in worship, are one of those times when God raised up a visionary to get us to see the world differently. He interrupts the routines of scapegoating and finger-pointing that had consumed his listeners and woke them up out of the comfortable numbness that made them apathetic to the needs of neighbors around them. And in a sense, he is still doing the same to us as well. The voice of Isaiah 58 stops us in our tracks and says, "Did you forget that the world doesn't have to be fractured into US and THEM?" He says, "Have you failed to see that your neighbor is hungry, or have you failed to even see them in the first place?" And he asks us to imagine what life would be like if we broke out of our old mix of animosity and apathy to live in God's kind of beloved community.
"You want to know what that would be like?" he asks. "It would be like living in a watered garden. It would be like you are rebuilding forgotten neighborhoods and repairing the broken houses. It would be like a light shining in the darkness. It would be the alternative we've all been waiting for." Church folk these days love to talk about "shining our light" so that everybody else will see it (as we even looked at earlier this week in an earlier devotion). It's worth remembering that when Isaiah 58 talks about how to be such a light, he immediately talks about feeding hungry neighbors, caring for those whose backs are against the wall, and leaving behind the tired old pass-the-buck scapegoating we were used to. The prophet doesn't have to wag his own finger at us or threaten us with a list of rules here; rather, he offers a vision for how things could be. He dares us to ask ourselves, "Why have we let ourselves become so comfortable with such a sad status quo that leaves us estranged from each other and constantly angry at one another?" And then he dares us to ask a further question, as well: "What if it were different?"
What if we were different?
And what if the only thing holding us back from stepping into that different way of life was our own inability to see that were stuck in the old pattern? What if the kind of neighborly life where we don't have to constantly spin the day's events into an attack on "THEM" were possible right now? What if the kind of beloved community where nobody went hungry wasn't a pipe dream or wishful thinking, but a matter of choosing it in our priorities over insulated indifference? And what if the prophet has come to call us into that kind of community right now?
Good news: that is exactly what this voice is doing. We are invited, right here and right now, to be a part of this blessed alternative. It can begin now.
Lord God, pull us out of the miserable ruts we have been stuck in and pull us into your newness of compassion and care.






