For those who want a change from the Gospel
Kingdom 1/4 before Advent – Micah 3:5-12
We used to sing a song in the old days which began ‘Think of a world without any flowers’ (remember that?) Well today’s passage invites us to think of a world without any prophets. Or, perhaps, to think of a world with only artificial flowers/prophets. Micah was writing in the early 700s, just before the siege of Jerusalem by Sennacherib King of Assyria. The nation had enjoyed a long period of relative peace, but the biblical prophets knew better. Sooner of later the nation’s corruption and idolatry would lead to pay-back time, when Assyria captured the North and 100 years later Babylon overran the South, including Jerusalem. The role of the prophets was to warn the people, to turn them from both their idolatry and their immorality, and thus avert God’s anger from them. But Micah paints a picture instead of ‘tame’ prophets who would say anything you wanted if you paid them well enough. Needless to say, what the people wanted were prophecies of peace and prosperity.
So Micah warns of a time when the voices of the prophets would be silenced, and when God would stop speaking. He also denounces the national and religious leaders who, because they have listened to the false prophets, are leading and indeed worshipping with corruption. So what would it be like to live in a world without any prophets?
A question behind this question, of course, is ‘What do we mean by “prophets”?’ Are we simply to think of OT prophets, wild and hairy men confronting kings and calling down fire from heaven? Or are they more like modern-day charismatic prophets who stand up in meetings and say things like ‘My children, I love you’? or are the prophets actually people like Martin Luther King and even Gandhi who inspire others to live better? Are we to think of prophets as the conscience of the nation, and like biblical prophets are they doomed always to be ignored at best or assassinated at worst? The answer is probably ‘all of the above’, but a nation which no longer has those willing to stand up and call people to something better is in dire trouble. Much later Jesus was to weep over Jerusalem as the city which had persecuted and killed the prophets, not many years before the Temple was razed to the ground (again) in AD70.
I’m not one of those who believes that what the Bible calls prophecy is actually only the faithful preaching of Scripture. I do believe in a God who speaks and brings revelation thorough the Holy Spirit, sometimes with life-changing consequences. But I also believe that in the pages of the Bible we have God’s living word to us, and that to ignore it is to walk dangerously near to trouble. So as Christians one of our roles, I believe, is to live lives which call people back to biblical standards, not necessarily by what we say, but by how we live, and in particular how we refuse to live in a corrupt culture. In a nation where trust has largely broken down, where virtually any kind of leadership is seen as corrupt, and where the conscience God has put into us is more and more silenced, there is an important role for the Church to be seen to be different. Instead, we seem to be bent on trying to be seen as ‘relevant’.
One of the maxims of church growth is that a local church is more likely to grow if it is perceived by the community in which it is set as useful. Just this week there was a report on BBC News of a church which was offering practical help to those whose homes had been devastated by floods, and I’m sure it was by no means the only church to be doing the same. That church will be building up capital by its usefulness, and gaining the respect of people which has been lost to other institutions which are perceived to have been useless. That care for devastated people was a prophetic action, and no doubt they are praying that for many, changed lives will result.
Think of a world without anything like that, where the survivors are those who can afford to pay for it and stuff everyone else, and where the voice of normal humanity and conscience has been washed away altogether. That was Micah’s world: pray God it won’t be ours.