Wednesday, 15 September 2021

Call Me Mara

 

 Naomi said, “Return home, my daughters. Why would you come with me? Am I going to have
 any more sons, who could become your husbands?
 

Return home, my daughters; I am too old to have another husband. Even if I thought there was still hope for me—even if I had a husband tonight and then gave birth to sons— would you wait until they grew up? Would you remain unmarried for them? No, my daughters. It is more bitter for me than for you, because the Lord’s hand has turned against me!”

19“So the two women went on until they came to Bethlehem. When they arrived in Bethlehem, the whole town was stirred because of them, and the women exclaimed, “Can this be Naomi?”
 “Don’t call me Naomi” she told them. “Call me Mara, because the Almighty has made my life very bitter.  I went away full, but the Lord has brought me back empty. Why call me Naomi? The Lord has afflicted me; the Almighty has brought misfortune upon me.”

[Ruth 1: 11-13 & 19-21]

 

Naomi was overwhelmed by all that had been going on in her life, several hard years had taken it's toll. 

 Leaving her country, a famine in the land, the death of her husband and sons, returning to her country and having to face her community – to explain (at least in part) all the hurt she was experiencing, and feeling abandoned by all but her foreign daughter-in-law.  

We’ve all been in places where life has taken a toll on us. Causing us to define and see ourselves through the lens of our circumstances. I know I have. 

That’s where Naomi was. “Don’t call me Naomi, call me Mara [Bitter]”.

“Don’t call me _______, call me addicted, depressed, angry, sick, abused, alone, broken…”

May we learn from Naomi that our circumstances, though they may be overwhelming for a season and time, are not our identity. That we do not have to let them become our identity.

One thing that struck me lately is that Jesus as a young Jewish boy would have read and learned scripture to learn about History, His ancestors and…Himself. His own identity.

As we age and mature, there are parts of ourselves we are able to understand more fully and Jesus – in His humanity - did that too.  

Jesus learned, asked questions in the temple, “grew in wisdom” (Luke 2:52) and knew as He searched Scripture that He would be pierced, crushed, persecuted, killed.  
Those were the circumstances that faced Him, what He went through.

 And yet when we describe who Jesus is, we say “He is holy, merciful, righteous, just, powerful, glorified, good!” That is His identity.

That doesn’t mean the circumstances of our lives; what has happened to us, whether good or bad, is unimportant, brushed over or forgotten. May we not fall into the outlook of Naomi. 

Our identity can be found in the same place that Jesus knew His was, in the Father and in the scriptures - as hard as it is to believe some days.

Don’t call me… addicted, depressed, angry, sick, abused, alone, broken

“Call me… redeemed, justified, joyful, forgiven, chosen, loved, holy”