Day Four God’s Word Genesis 27:1-38
According to some estimates, there may be as many as three quarter of a
million words in regular use in the English language. It’s hard to be precise
because so many of the words we use are cognates or derived from other words. However,
even with that caveat, it’s obvious that we have enough words to keep us going
for several lifetimes. No wonder Dr. Johnson felt overwhelmed, toiling away in
his attic, compiling his famous dictionary. No wonder, either, that in a rare
autobiographic moment, he defined himself as a lexicographer, “a writer of
dictionaries, a harmless drudge…”
Samuel Johnson would have had an easier task if he had
confined himself to Hebrew. Classical Hebrew, as it was spoken at the time of
King David, contained only about ten thousand words. The Hebrew or Semitic root
for “word” is dabar, but the root had
to double up for other purposes. Dabar
also meant “thing,” “affair,” “event,” or “action.” Words had more than one
meaning. Depending upon the context, a word could mean several different
things. More often, it meant that a subtle second meaning could be applied to
common terms. A word, once spoken, was therefore so much more than a breath of
wind; it took on a life of its own. A word was a happening.
Jacob is the most human of the patriarchs. Unlike some, whose
characters are not developed in Scripture, Jacob is instantly recognizable. He
is the duplicitous co-worker who smiles at your face and stabs you in the back.
He is the lover who promises the world then shares all your secrets at the bar.
He bears the mark of Cain. In him, good and evil struggle for the upper hand.
He is also cunning. While his hairy brother, Esau, is away, he dons a cloak of
animal skin and dupes his father, Isaac, into giving him his blessing. In so
doing, Jacob steals his brother’s birthright. Even though, when he discovers
the trick, Esau begs his father to renounce Jacob and to restore his blessing,
Isaac cannot comply. He has given his word. He cannot change what has been
spoken.
When God spoke, in creation, He did more than announce an
event. His words took on a life of their own. Or, rather, His Word took on a
life of its own! God said, “Let there be light!” and so it was. God’s creative
Word entered our world, forming beauty and order out of chaos. It was this Word
that, miraculously, took human form in the coming of Jesus. God spoke and, as
Martin Luther wrote:
Not by human power or seed
Did
the woman’s womb conceive;
Only
by the Spirit’s breath Was the Word of God made flesh.
Heavenly Father, my words are many,
and mostly worthless. I speak without thinking; my words vanish as quickly as
they are formed. Your words are few, and of infinite worth. Your Word endures.
Stay my lips, Father, and open my ears to Your voice; through Christ my Lord.
Amen.
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