06 August 2021

Into the wilderness – 6 August 2021

 

The lectionary provides an alternative Old Testament lesson for next Sunday.  Elijah has had a dramatic confrontation with Jezebel the queen and her prophets of Baal.  Elijah had publicly ridiculed and humiliated the queen and the state religion.  As a result, he had received a message from Jezebel, not a very nice lady, to the effect that she would see him dead by this time tomorrow.  Elijah takes flight, and now in the far south, at Beersheba where the desert takes over, he is exhausted and depressed:  Elijah went a day’s journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a solitary broom tree. He asked that he might die: “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my ancestors.” Then he lay down under the broom tree and fell asleep. Suddenly an angel touched him and said to him, “Get up and eat.” He looked, and there at his head was a cake baked on hot stones, and a jar of water. He ate and drank, and lay down again. The angel of the Lord came a second time, touched him, and said, “Get up and eat, otherwise the journey will be too much for you.” He got up, and ate and drank; then he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights to Horeb the mount of God. (1 Kings 19:4-8)

Elijah asked that he might die.  This is a little more than low spirits, melancholia.  We have to think then about depression.  Melancholia is one thing – anxiety, weariness, under par, fit of the blues -- it may be an entirely appropriate reaction to all that’s going on[1].  Depression however is another matter, and it seems to be increasingly prevalent.  It may at times be hidden, more or less successfully.  It can come out of the blue.  It afflicts young as well as old, good and bad, faithful and faithless, wise and simple.  I am sure those who know will tell us that real depression is complex, takes different forms and has different causes – what seems to be common is what it feels like, a black hole, devoid of energy, an abyss of despair.  And of course, depression is a major challenge to faith. 

This lovely story tells us how Elijah, out in the desert, exhausted and wanting to die, with sleep seeming all that is left to him… is nourished by an angel.  A cake baked on hot stones and a jar of water, sounds wonderful.  And the reason for this sustenance…?  The reason is the journey – otherwise the journey will be too much for you, says the angel.  So it is about faith at the end of your resources.  It is about the presence of God even when the evidence is the absence of God.  It is, as we often say (I hope not tediously), about being able, or being enabled, simply to take the next step, to be able to put one foot in front of the other, to do what has to be done next.  Elijah got up, and ate and drank; then he went in the strength of that food. 

And when we read on in this narrative we find how Elijah arrives at Horeb (Mount Sinai) and stands on the mountainside.  This great story describes the apparent absence of God, the experience of many… there is a great wind, but the Lord was not in the wind.  There was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake.  And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire – and after the fire, a sound of silence[2]… and Elijah knows himself addressed by name, accompanied, set back on his feet, given purpose and direction, a path to walk.



[1] Melancholia, distinct from real depression, is something we could understand better.  In our kind of world melancholia may have quite a lot going for it.

[2] The two Hebrew words are untranslatable precisely in English. What followed the fire was something like a whisper, whispered.

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