Monday, November 28, 2016
Advent Day Two
"Remember, O Lord, against the sons of Edom
The day of Jerusalem,
Who said, 'Raze it, raze it
To its very foundation.'
O daughter of Babylon,
you devastated one,
How blessed will be the one who repays you
With the recompense with which you have repaid us.
How blessed will be the one who seizes and
dashes your little ones
Against the rock."
There once was a ruler who heard of seers from the East who said that a king was to be born in his kingdom. This enraged him. So he sent out his soldiers to deal with this perceived threat to his rule by killing every male child two and under in the shadow of his throne...
"An angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said,
'Get up! Take the Child and His mother and flee to Egypt,
and remain there until I tell you;
for Herod is going to search for the Child
to destroy Him.'
So Joseph got up and took the Child and His mother
while it was still night and left for Egypt.
He remained there until the death of Herod...
Then when Herod saw that he had been tricked by the magi,
he became very enraged, and sent and slew all the male children
who were in Bethlehem and all its vicinity,
from two years old and under...
Then what had been spoken through Jeremiah the prophet was fulfilled:
'A voice was heard in Ramah,
Weeping and great mourning,
Rachel weeping for her children;
And she refused to be comforted,
Because they were no more.'"
Men afraid of babies. Imagine that. Hold that thought.
You see, when conquerors conquer, babies are often the first victims in a genocide. This Psalm we see here was from the perspective of the captives in Babylon who had most likely seen their own little ones dashed to pieces as they were led away from their homeland. Babies would only slow them down, making their enslaved women otherwise occupied against their useful labors. Indeed they refused to be comforted, hanging up their harps in their intense grief.
We saw this in the Trail of Tears when the Cherokees were removed from their homes and forced into a long march in the snow to a far away reservation. One fourth of the elderly and young perished. This even happened in the history of our area when a rancher who owned vast acres where Butte College now stands told the U.S. government that they had to get rid of the Maidu Indians who lived there before he started exterminating them himself. So the soldiers rounded up the tribe and marched them to a remote mountain top reservation as a fourth of the young and elderly perished in the journey. This was my son's people. We see this in the Holocaust as the Jews were rounded up, and parents sought to give away their children to complete strangers in order to save them from certain death. God bless those who smuggled the little ones out while six million were murdered. We see this in the genocide going on in the Middle East now.
The words in these verses actually did not take place at the hands of those who had this done unto them, but were prophetic words of what was going to happen to the Babylonian people when their conquerors came and wiped them from the face of the earth. What they did to their Jewish captives, seventy years later happened to them. It is this that was echoed in the beginning of the life of our Savior.
This echoes in the midst of our culture today. Margaret Sanger, the mother of the abortion industry, began it mainly as a way to rid our nation of hated blacks and Jews, as influenced by Hitler. However, it expanded to far greater reaches killing in the millions the unborn. Remember I said to hold that thought earlier. What happens when men have their little kingdoms threatened, they sometimes seek to get rid of the evidence, the consequences of their sin, their debauchery that resulted in an "unwanted pregnancy." Women are often pressured to undergo the "procedure" to terminate a pregnancy. This is what free love, adultery and fornication has brought to our culture. What a terrible low in our nation's seared conscience when babies are even partially delivered only to be murdered by a sharp instrument, when their organs are harvested and sold. Oh, Lord, forgive us! We grieve with Rachel. Those who rise up against the rule of Christ, become afraid of little babies and still seek to kill them.
However, we have a Redeemer, who survived a lowly birth in a stable where he was laid in a manger bed of hay under the oppressive Roman rule, under a ruler who was seeking to kill him. Eventually this child grew up, but was jointly handed over to be killed by His own people in cooperation of the Roman ruler. Even then, He did not stay where they thought He belonged, in a tomb, but rose up to conquer sin and death. He now rules amidst all those little ones who were slain here below, who now join the heavenly choirs praising Him. He waits for us, preparing that place where death, nor night, nor tears are allowed, finally wiping away the tears of Bethlehem of so long ago and the tears of every mother who has experienced the loss of a child.
O Lord, thank you for remembering us
and sending a Savior.
at 8:40 AM