And really, how do we feel about them?
It’s a tough question. Maybe we would rather avoid it. We could. We could just look at God’s righteousness and rejoice, knowing that he’s got our backs.
But whose backs do we have? And is it our responsibility to have anyone’s backs, anyway? Are we, created in the image of God, meant to bring God’s righteousness into the world?
What an uncomfortable question!
Jehovah Tsedkenu, Better God than Me!
I love the God of righteousness. He fills me with hope. I see injustice and I know that someday, God will make all things right. I wish I could leave it there, but there’s something in the invitation to be God’s people on earth that challenges me to consider the prophets, and how I feel about them.
Am I one of the Prophets of God’s Righteousness?
All summer, we’ve been looking at images of God and finding our own images to express the God we see. Along the way, we’ve asked; “how do people express this image of God?”
Sometimes, the question has led me to easy, comfortable realizations. Other times, the question has felt uncomfortable and deeply challenging. How am I expressing my God-created image in the world in which I live? How am I not?
We are created…
- to provide for our families, neighbors, and strangers
- to step out in faith and invite others to step in
- to call people to mission and welcome people home
- to heal the sick and liberate the enslaved
- to protect, to guide, and encourage
- to forgive and be forgiven
- to recognize another’s losses, honor other’s stories and welcome those who are different than us into community with us
- to companion one another through the different seasons of our lives
And today, we are meant to be God’s righteousness in the world
Righteousness in God’s Kingdom is communal
Being agents of righteousness requires strength, courage and wisdom. There’s nothing easy about it. After all, didn’t Jesus say that God’s people kill the prophets. Pesky prophets. They interfere with our easy-going, dare I say; complacency?
Prophets make us uncomfortable.
There, I said it. Agents of righteousness make us uncomfortable. Maybe just as uncomfortable as those who point out our personal sins. Maybe even more.
Maybe the best question is..
Father God, where are you calling me to be your agent of righteousness?