There
is a joke I have seen on Facebook a few times recently: God is asking
the angels in charge of scheduling if they have put all the stuff for
the 2020s in place. The angels sheepishly ask “the 2020s? You mean
plural?”. God realizes they heard a request to put 2020’s stuff
in place. “You mean you put 10 years of history into one year?”
“Oh well....” Sometimes apostrophes make all the difference.
Many of
us are almost constantly worrying about the future. What will it
bring? Will it be positive? Will everything fall apart? And really we
never truly know what the future will bring. Perhaps this year that
uncertainty is even more deep-seated. “What next?” seems to be
the question of the year thus far. What could go wrong NOW? Will we
be able to sing Christmas Carols? Will the economy regain lost
ground? When the next shoe falls (we must be up to about 8 shoes by
now) what will it shake loose?
This
past month my sermons have had me wandering around in the desert with
Moses and the people of Israel. There is a lot of “What next” in
that story. First they get trapped at the Red Sea and ask Moses why
he led them there to get slaughtered. Then they get hungry and tell
Moses they were better off in Egypt – at least they had food. Then
they get thirsty and once again grumble against Moses. And right
after that Moses goes up the mountain and comes down with a set of
rules to govern how they will live together.
I think
that living through 2020 is a lot like wandering in the wilderness.
We have been cut off from the life we knew. Sometimes it seems like
the rules are changing weekly, if not daily. Between the pandemic, an
economic crisis, racial unrest on both sides of the 49th,
and an increasingly uncertain Presidential election season, who
really knows what new crisis will hit us? Out here in the wilderness
called 2020 we start to wonder where 2021 will find us.
I don’t
know. I am not in the business of trying to tell the future. Like
anyone else I have guesses and hopes and fear what that future will
bring but none of us really know. All we can do is guess with varying
degrees of certainty.
I
return to the people wandering through the desert. They were usually
not happy about what was going on in life. They complained a LOT. But
that time in the desert was shaping them, preparing them for who they
would be in the future. So how is our time in the wilderness shaping
us?
One of
my hopes as we move forward out of our wilderness is that we will
have learned something from the experience. What a waste of a year it
would have been otherwise!! I hope that what we have learned will
shape our priorities, both as individuals and as communities, going
forward.
What
are some of the priorities I see coming out of our wilderness
experience? One is that we, as a culture, need to be ready to find
ways to ensure that everybody has support so that a crisis does not
leave them destitute. Some of us see this happening through a
Guaranteed Annual or Universal Basic Income, some see other
mechanisms. But we have learned (again) that our safety net needs
strengthening. We need to fix that.
Another
priority I would live to see coming our of our wandering is a renewed
commitment to real action on issues of inequality. The protests this
year have shown that more and more of us are less and less willing to
accept structural inequality (racial, economic, gender-based). I am
reminded of the late John Lewis and his admonition to “make good
trouble”. I hope one of our priorities is to be troublemakers in
search of a better way of living together.
When
the people of Israel wandered around in the desert they kept wishing
they could go back to Egypt. They may have been slaves but at least
there they had food and water. At least there they knew who they
were. Living into a new vision of who you are is hard work. But they
could not go back. God was moving them forward into a new identity, a
new vision, a promised land beyond the wilderness.
Time
and again this year I have heard people yearning to go back to
“normal”. I hope we don’t do that. I hope our time in the
wilderness leads us into a new place. I think God is leading us to a
new place. I just hope we don’t have to spend forty years wandering
to get there.