After almost three years of being out from behind a pulpit, this weekend I get to share with my home community here in Portland: Theophilus Church. We are nearing the end of our journey though the book of Hosea together and AJ has asked me to keep us moving forward by sharing out of Hosea 13. If you’ve not read that chapter recently (or ever) you should take a minute to do that.
Man, this chapter seems like a really Debbie Downer of a passage, right? Check out this imagery:
[T]hey will be like the morning mist,
like the early dew that disappears,
like chaff swirling from a threshing floor,
like smoke escaping through a window.
. . .
I will come upon them like a lion,
like a leopard I will lurk by the path.
Like a bear robbed of her cubs,
I will attack them and rip them open.
Like a lion I will devour them: a wild animal will tear them apart.
You are destroyed, O Israel,
because you are against me,
against your helper.
. . .
Pains as of a woman in childbirth will come to him,
. . .
They will fall by the sword;
their little ones will be dashed to the ground,
their pregnant women ripped open.
Hosea 13:3, 7-9, 13a, 16b
This is the Word of the Lord. Thanks be to God, right?
So, where am I going to go with this passage? Well, if you’re in the Portland area on the evening of Sunday February 24, you should come find out. I’ll give you the working title for the message is the same as the title of this post, so maybe that will give you a clue as to what I’m thinking: “Cafeteria Spirituality, A Wild Lion, & the Death of Death.”
What would you draw out of this chapter? Or, even better, what would you want to hear talked about from this chapter?