Micah 3-4 B

This is one of my favorite prophesies:

“Many nations will come and say, ‘Come and let us go up to the mountain of the LORD And to the house of the God of Jacob, That He may teach us about His ways And that we may walk in His paths.‘ For from Zion will go forth the law, Even the word of the LORD from Jerusalem. And He will judge between many peoples And render decisions for mighty, distant nations. Then they will hammer their swords into plowshares And their spears into pruning hooks; Nation will not lift up sword against nation, And never again will they train for war. Each of them will sit under his vine And under his fig tree, With no one to make them afraid, For the mouth of the LORD of hosts has spoken.” (4:2-4)

Can you imagine? Weapons turned back into farming tools? Nothing signifies a return to Eden, for me, than that.

No one is making another person afraid?! What a glorious, yet basic, yearning in our hearts!

I don’t know when or how or what this all looks like. I hope it’s physical and not figurative. I’m tired of figurative. I want a physical shift away from war and foolishness toward wisdom and peace.

It’s hard to imagine a place so divided, like Jerusalem, becoming a place of unity. I have no idea how we get there. I’m so glad the LORD is the captain of the ship.

In the meantime, there are ways in my own heart and life where I can decide to repurpose a weapon of warfare (maybe my quick tongue?) for cultivating, with the help of Ye Ol’ Holy Spirit. He has begun His Good works in us and will be faithful in completing them.

As Ghandi once said, “Be the change you wish to see in the world.” If I love this prophesy of peace, it must first come alive in me.


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