There is a song by Flyleaf, a punk rock band (with a bit of Christian twist), called “Arise.” It’s a song about overcoming. It’s a song about being more than the world at this moment believes we can be. And it’s a song about remembering we are called to be something greater. A portion of the lyrics are as follows…
Hold on to the world we all remember fighting forIt’s funny how that same song echoes throughout history over and over again. In this passage from Isaiah, we experience the call of the prophet to “Awake, put on your strength…shake yourself from the dust, rise up.” Ancient Israel cried out to God for deliverance from exile. The people cried out for a better world than they experienced in their current reality. They cried out for a hope and a future.
There's still strength left in us yet
Hold on to the world we all remember dying for
There's still hope left in it yet
Sing, sing…
Arise…
Arise and be
All that you dreamed
All that you dreamed
But as the prophet reminds us, long before the exile, the people of Israel had seen dark days. “Thus says the Lord God: Long ago, my people went down into Egypt to reside there as aliens; the Assyrian, too, has oppressed them without cause.” And yet, through the power of the Living God, they arose and overcame.
How many times throughout history has this song from Isaiah been sung? Surely it was sung in the hearts of slaves and abolitionists; surely it was on the lips of the Jews held captive in concentration camps; surely it has rung true in the decades of struggle for human and civil rights all around the globe. And surely it rings true today – for countless children throughout the world who are caught up in modern forms of slavery, commonly referred to as labor or sex trafficking; for the 1 in 4 women who experience domestic violence sometime in their life; for millions of refugees forced out of their homes and native lands due to the horrors of war; or for the growing number of people who wonder where their next meal will come from.
But what does this song say to us? I must admit, I don’t worry about whether or not I will have enough to eat. I don’t live in fear of violence, death, or persecution. And I am certainly not held in some kind of captivity, or living under the rule of an oppressive military regime. I think the answer begins to appear in Verse 7:
“How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of the messenger who announces peace, who brings good news, who announces salvation…”You see, although we ourselves may not be the direct targets of oppression, violence, inequality, or injustice – until all God’s children experience the good news of peace, freedom, and salvation – we are, in fact, caught up in systems that rob each of us of the true freedom we are meant to live; the freedom of God’s dream for a world of peace. Until then, we are all citizens of a world in need of redemption; a world in need of a Savior.
So as we begin this season of Advent, a season in which we anxiously and joyfully await the coming of the Prince of Peace, I invite each of us to join the chorus of the messengers who announce peace. I invite us to share in the song of struggle and perseverance with our brothers and sisters who are desperately seeking hope. I encourage us to give hope to children affected by the ongoing crisis in Syria. I encourage us to bring inspiration to children living in poverty in our own city. I invite us to begin forming relationships with people who don’t look like us, or talk like us, or think like us. I invite us to reach out across the barriers of racism, classism, and sexism that still prevent us from being the beloved community God calls us to be.
And then, I invite us to “break forth together in singing” the song that lights the hearts of generations past, present, and future…
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
Rev. Becky Walker, Minister of Adult Formation
