Isaiah 1:1-20 | Luke 11:37-42
Reading through Isaiah during Advent: Isaiah 5-7
The prophet Isaiah does not mess around from the very beginning. The stage is set right away: things are bad and what you’re doing - even your religiosity - isn’t helping. Seek the justice of God.
Justice is a powerful word. Quite often in American vocabulary today, it seems to carry the notion of “what’s coming to you.” This is certainly a slight part of what is going on with justice in scripture. But biblical justice is also quite different.
Throughout the Bible (both Hebrew & Greek), justice can almost always be fully equivalent with righteousness. And what is righteousness but that which is right. And what is right except that which is determined by God?
Isaiah (and all the prophets) is deeply concerned with emphasizing the notion that justice comes when the down-and-out are lifted up.
Isaiah 1:1-20
The vision about Judah and Jerusalem that Isaiah, Amoz’s son, saw in the days of Judah’s kings Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah.
Hear you heavens, and listen earth,
for the Lord has spoken:
I reared children; I raised them,
and they turned against me!
An ox knows its owner,
and a donkey its master’s feeding trough.
But Israel doesn’t know;
my people don’t behave intelligently.
Doom! Sinful nation, people weighed down with crimes,
evildoing offspring, corrupt children!
They have abandoned the Lord,
despised the holy one of Israel;
they turned their backs on God.
Why do you invite further beatings?
Why continue to rebel?
Everyone’s head throbs,
and everyone’s heart fails.
From head to toe, none are well—
only bruises, cuts, and raw wounds,
not treated, not bandaged,
not soothed with oil.
Your country is deserted,
your cities burned with fire;
your land—strangers are devouring it in plain sight.
It’s a wasteland, as when foreigners raid.
Daughter Zion is left like a small shelter in a vineyard,
like a hut in a cucumber field,
like a city besieged.
If the Lord of heavenly forces had not spared a few of us,
we would be like Sodom; we would resemble Gomorrah.
Hear the Lord’s word, you leaders of Sodom.
Listen to our God’s teaching,
people of Gomorrah!
What should I think about all your sacrifices?
says the Lord.
I’m fed up with entirely burned offerings of rams
and the fat of well-fed beasts.
I don’t want the blood of bulls, lambs, and goats.
When you come to appear before me,
who asked this from you,
this trampling of my temple’s courts?
Stop bringing worthless offerings.
Your incense repulses me.
New moon, sabbath, and the calling of an assembly—
I can’t stand wickedness with celebration!
I hate your new moons and your festivals.
They’ve become a burden that I’m tired of bearing.
When you extend your hands,
I’ll hide my eyes from you.
Even when you pray for a long time,
I won’t listen.
Your hands are stained with blood.
Wash! Be clean!
Remove your ugly deeds from my sight.
Put an end to such evil;
learn to do good.
Seek justice:
help the oppressed;
defend the orphan;
plead for the widow.
Come now, and let’s settle this,
says the Lord.
Though your sins are like scarlet,
they will be white as snow.
If they are red as crimson,
they will become like wool.
If you agree and obey,
you will eat the best food of the land.
But if you refuse and rebel,
you will be devoured by the sword.
The Lord has said this.
Luke 11:37-42
While Jesus was speaking, a Pharisee invited him to share a meal with him, so Jesus went and took his place at the table. When the Pharisee saw that Jesus didn’t ritually purify his hands by washing before the meal, he was astonished.
The Lord said to him, “Now, you Pharisees clean the outside of the cup and platter, but your insides are stuffed with greed and wickedness. Foolish people! Didn’t the one who made the outside also make the inside? Therefore, give to those in need from the core of who you are and you will be clean all over.
“How terrible for you Pharisees! You give a tenth of your mint, rue, and garden herbs of all kinds, while neglecting justice and love for God. These you ought to have done without neglecting the others.
Prayer
God,
I admit that it’s still hard sometimes. As much as I “know” that value is not wrapped up only in or solely in the things of purity and religiosity, the human in me still judges by such things. I judge others and I judge myself.
God, help me understand true religion. Give me vision and insight for the way that you determine things, the mode by which you judge the world. So…help me see the helpless, beginning with myself. But then again, I am a person of significant privilege and fairly modest means. So give me even more vision beyond myself.
By your spirit & in Christ,
Amen.