December 29th
Sitting Under our own Vines
In days to come the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established as the highest of
the mountains, and shall be raised up above the hills. Peoples shall stream to it,
and many nations shall come and
say: “Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob; that he may teach us his ways
and that we may walk in his
paths.”
For out of Zion shall go forth instruction, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. He shall judge between many peoples, and shall arbitrate between strong nations far away; they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks; nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more; but they shall all sit under their own vines and under their own fig trees, and no one shall make them afraid; for the mouth of the Lord of hosts has spoken.
For out of Zion shall go forth instruction, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. He shall judge between many peoples, and shall arbitrate between strong nations far away; they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks; nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more; but they shall all sit under their own vines and under their own fig trees, and no one shall make them afraid; for the mouth of the Lord of hosts has spoken.
Micah 4:1-4
Micah’s great picture of peace and justice is
one of work. When God’s kingdom is fulfilled
and Justice reigns, men and women will be able to sit under the fruits of their
own labor and enjoy the benefits of what they have worked for. They will not have to fear enemy invasion. They will not have to fear jealousy and
theft. They will not have to fear
natural disaster. They will not have to
fear loss and poverty and ruin. Instead
they will work to build and to grow and then they will be satisfied and enjoy what
they have endeavored to make. And what
they make will be enough for them to live on.
There
is a hopelessness and desperation that descends upon people when they realize
that hard work alone will not meet the needs of their family…when they look
around their community and see that they can work multiple jobs and still have
their children fall further and further behind their peers…when they see that
the positive steps that their community takes are negated by the drugs and
alcohol and suicides that are used to treat that hopelessness…when that reality
falls onto people they stop trying because the system of the world is designed
to make the rich richer and the poor poorer.
What
the rich tend to not understand is that the poor are not afraid of hard work
and the sacrifices that requires. They
are afraid of that hard work being meaningless; they are afraid to spend what
little resource they have on something that will not change their life at all,
instead leaving them empty and helpless.
I
am terrified for my son. I am terrified
that all the steps he has taken, all the progress he has made, and all the
skills he has learned will not be enough and he will be left to fend for
himself with his books and his legos and nothing else. What if something happens to my wife and
I? What if he has an accident and has
more complications added onto his diagnosis?
What if he has an interaction with the police that escalates? What if we give him independence and
something horrible happens?
The
safest thing is to just stay with him…to go where he goes and do what he wants
to do and live where he lives. That way
we can ensure that the efforts that he makes actually result in forward
progress and a better life. But how
realistic is that? Is that fair to my
other children? Is that beneficial for
him or is it fear-driven, over-protective parenting? I don’t have the answers and that chills me to
the bone.
What
I do have is a promise. One day, my son
will be able to work hard in peace. One
day he will be free of the things that weigh on his heart and his soul and his
mind. One day he will be able to
complete his tasks and enjoy the fruits of his labors. It may be that the fullness of that is only
available in eternity, but here and now I am determined to help that become a
reality as much as I can.
That
is a daunting prospect for the new year.
A moment to reflect:
What do you want to see your child make progress in this coming
year? How can you help them make strides
in that and enjoy their successes?
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