TRIAL BY JOURNEY
By Kitt
Watts
Theme: God is With us on
Life’s Journey
Suggested
Call to Worship: Guidance, #802
Primary
Bible text :
Genesis 28:10-17 and Ruth 1:18-22
Opening
Song: Guide Me O Thou Great Jehovah
Closing
Song: The Lord's My Shepherd
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Some
journeys are hard to make. Journeys we hadn't planned on. Journeys
to uncertain destinations and to unknown outcomes.
I'd
like to reflect on two such journeys today. They are familiar Old Testament
stories. But I find new meaning and spiritual energy in them when I put the two
side-by-side, seeing how they are alike and how they
are different.
I
call them "Trial by Journey." They are the stories of Jacob and
Naomi, and, I think, they are our stories, too.
Some
of us take journeys like Jacob's. Forced marches brought about by our own
headstrong choices. Journeys where we flee our past but find it hard to elude
its shadow. For when we make mistakes, even sincere ones, we find it hard to
change—hard to change our minds, our ways, ourselves. Often, only harsh
realities coupled with God's grace make us into new persons. That is a
"Trial by Journey."
Others
of us feel, like Naomi, that our journeys begin because of an "act of
God." That's what we call it as we
try to make sense out of calamities and disasters. Driven by circumstances we
can't control, we also learn in a "Trial by Journey." In these
wanderings, these times of exile, we long to know if the hymn is right when it
asserts that it is God who stands "within the shadow, keeping watch above
His own."
Today,
let's compare Scripture with Scripture, and journey with journey.
Naomi
and her family were hounded out of town by famine. By the
prospect of starvation. And so it sounds paradoxical to us when Naomi
says that she left home "full." What did she mean? She meant she set
off on this journey with a good husband and two promising sons. Yes, they had
to find their way in a foreign land, but they had each other. The family
nucleus was a small, protective insulation against the culture and customs of
By
contrast, Jacob left home "empty." He went out alone; he carried with
him only his staff, and it was small comfort. The
staff was a tool of his vocation, not a weapon. Jacob was a homebody, a
shepherd and gardener—not an athlete or a fighter. He disliked the rigors of
the wilds as much as his twin brother, Esau, thrived on them.
With
only a staff Jacob was defenseless and alone in the wilderness on this sudden
and unexpected journey. He didn't doubt for a moment that his brother, the one
renowned for his hunting skills and prowess as a warrior, was tracking him down.
Whenever he looked over his shoulder, Jacob wondered if Esau—or God—would be
there to spring on him and spear him down. He feared to sleep, he feared to
pray. Jacob's was a journey on the run.
II
By
contrast, Naomi and her family left
Naomi
left
The
hunger Naomi came to know was not for food, but for faith. A famine stalked her
spirit. She was on a "Trial by Journey."
Jacob,
by comparison, did leave home with God's blessing. But it was a stolen blessing.
Within the hour it became a curse. As Ellen White puts it in Patriarchs
and Prophets,
in one short hour Jacob made enough work for a life-time of repentance (see
page 180).
Jacob
extorted Esau, tricked his aging father, and manipulated God's will. Now he lay
under the stars listening to the large sounds of night—far from his mother's
tent and his father's fields, a fugitive and a thief. He waited for the sound
of galloping hooves or the zing of a bow string.
His
loneliness and his sin crushed his spirit. He was on a journey not of his
choosing, but certainly of his own making.
Helpless
in his despair and fatigue, Jacob dozed. And then the heavens opened. The God
he'd cheated caught up with him. Dazzled, Jacob watched angels streaming up and
down the stairway at his feet. God spoke, forgiving him his sin, and promising
him better days in the Promised Land.
III
By
contrast, Naomi had no visions and heard no words of comfort. Stranded in
She
did not sit, or wait, or whimper in a corner. Not Naomi. Emboldened by her
grief and need, Naomi stood up to God. Where are you, God? she
cried. She looked into the heavens and she prayed again—but no ladder, or
angels, or reassurance came. And so Naomi pressed her case, lodging it directly
with the Almighty: "You have
afflicted me and brought misfortune upon me," she cried. Naomi was an
importunate widow. Like venerable Job, she argued her own cause at the very
gates of heaven.
Then—almost
like modern day people who carry a placard or wear an arm band to declare their
issues—Naomi when public in her protest about her plight. She changed her
name! Summing up her case against God
she declared, "I am no longer who I was. Therefore, call me Mara, for I am
bitter."
Some
day, Jacob also would take a new name. Journeys can change you. But that night at
IV
Naomi
left
At
this point, Naomi decided that if she was going to die she was going to die at
home. She had prayed for miracles. But the Lord did not rain down manna. No
prophet strode into her town to call forth flour and oil from empty vessels. Ravens
did not airlift provisions to her from heaven.
So
with failing strength, Naomi got on the road. It was only as she actually began
her journey to
And
Ruth chose the journey not for hope of better things, or for promise of better
days. Ruth chose it only for love. She loved Naomi—a woman who had been
faithful to her family to the end. A woman who had wrestled
with God. And yes, a woman destined to prevail.
On
his journey, Jacob also found love. A girl named Rachel met him beside the well.
She was beautiful. He loved her. The Scripture says that the seven years he
worked for her flew by as though they were but a few days. That is love.
But
Jacob the deceiver was deceived. Jacob had once impersonated Esau to gain the
birthright his father did not want to give him. Now Leah impersonated Rachel
whom his uncle did not want to give him. Of course, Laban
"graciously" said Jacob could still get Rachel if he would just do
another seven years of labor. Definitely a "Trial by
Journey!" A
tiresome, frustrating journey that ultimately would be woven through with
jealousy, ten changes of wages, and endless family quarrels.
Likewise,
Naomi and Ruth's journey was long and circuitous. Their hopes were whispered in
the shadows of harvest time, and late at night on
Boaz's threshing floor. Their journey wound through half-forgotten customs, and
staggered in the
Plot
and counterplot intertwine. If we find ourselves holding our breath as we read these ancient stories what
must it have been to live such stories?
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What
is it like to take such a journey? Many of us know. Many of us have been or are
now on a "Trial by Journey."
Like
Jacob, some of us have hoped that God would choose us to receive the birthright
or privilege, prosperity, and spiritual leadership. Like Jacob we may even have
sinned boldly to get it.
And
so, we also know Jacob's anguish. Often what we have wanted was good and right,
but we have seized it by our own will and for our own ends. Sometimes it is not
until we become fugitives that we take time to reflect. Sometimes it is only when
we are plunged into darkness are we ready to seek light. Yes, some of us know
what it is to sleep on pillows of stone.
Like
Jacob we have learned how costly such a journey can be—how pain and perplexity
can stretch over an entire lifetime. We see that even when Jacob finally got
the victory and became a new man he limped for ever after. Our mistakes, our
struggles, and even our victories leave their mark. That is "Trial by
Journey."
Others
of us, like Naomi, have known an even more puzzling journey. We seem to have as
much pain as Jacob—but not as much comfort. When we search for God, God seems
to hide.*
When
life squeezes us in a corner, when we lose those whom we love, when we are
dogged by multiple griefs, when we experience a
famine of faith, we long for Jacob's vision. We entreat God to make promises
out loud to us—to speak to us audibly from heaven.
Like
Naomi, we beat our fists on heaven's gates and cry out in our desolation,
"Lord! Where are you?" At times we have had to leave those people, those
communities where we expected to find help and compassion. To our surprise, we
have had to take refuge with kindly Gentiles.
Sometimes
we have found ourselves assuming new roles and taking risky initiatives. Like
Naomi, we have dared ask that half-forgotten customs and languishing ideals be
reinstated in our behalf.
Like
Naomi, we certainly would rather have had a "thus saith
the Lord" to reassure us. We'd rather have had direct, unequivocal
guidance. We would rather wrestle with God—if God would just show up!
Instead,
we have had to struggle with the unknown and have spent our strength just the
same.
The
struggle changes us. Like Naomi, we know we are not who we once were. And we
pray that the God whom we do not see or hear will bless us even as Naomi was
ultimately blessed.
What
is the outcome of journeys like these?
Is
there hope for us if our lives are tangled? Is there hope for us if God seems
distant and our troubles do not instantly dissolve when we pray?
Some
of us may find the God of Jacob. God the active one, the one who intervenes,
who surprises us with reassuring dreams, or a miracle, or who challenges us at
the brook Jabbok in the dark night of our fears—the
God who tests our character and then blesses us.
Others
of us may find the God of Naomi. The God who works behind the scenes.* For us, God's providences come slowly, almost imperceptibly,
through people and events. God may seem remote and uncaring. It is only over
time—sometimes a whole lifetime—that we see the meaning of our journey through
trial.
But
different as the stories of Jacob and Naomi are, I believe they teach the same
thing: God is with us! God is with us on the journey. And our
journey will not be in vain!
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· "The Book of Ruth is then a story about the
hidden God," says Ronald M. Hals in The Theology of the Book of Ruth (Fortress Press:
Philadelphia, 1969), p. 16.
Biographical Information on Sermon Writer:
Kit Watts, Women’s Resource
Center (WRC) special projects coordinator, came to La Sierra University in
April of 1997 with experience as a writer, editor, pastor, teacher, and
librarian, as well as 25 years of advocacy for Adventist women. She was the founding director of the Women’s
In the years before coming to the WRC, she had been an assistant editor of the
Currently, Kit works full time as assistant to the president for communication,
Southeast California Conference.
Early in her career, Kit worked for the General Conference Bureau of Public
Relations and as an assistant book editor for the Review and Herald Publishing
Association. In 1973, she was the first woman to join the pastoral staff of