Out of the Silence, God SpeaksPosted by Phil on December 22nd, 2008
Malachi is the last book of the old testament. it’s an interesting book. a book that deals with impure worship, but also looks ahead to the coming of the messiah. in Malachi 3:1 and then the last 2 verses of the book, Malachi talks about a messenger coming who will prepare the way for the Lord. someone like Elijah will come. God had been speaking to kings and prophets, and through scripture. he gives this warning…and then God goes silent….nothing…..for 400 years. as far as we know, no more words from the prophets, no more Scripture recorded, no more messages from God.
have you ever had a close friend move away? you swear you’ll never forget them, but it doesn’t take too long where you don’t have nearly as much contact. after a few years, you still remember stories…but some of the details have gotten muddy. you still remember them how they were….they haven’t aged at all in your mind even after 10 years. and over time, you forget what their voice sounds like. to put it lightly….things change.
this is where we find Israel at the birth of Christ. they haven’t heard from God for 400 years. i’m sure many had given up long ago on some messiah or a king. this is where we find Zechariah serving faithfully at the temple. since the time of David, priests served in divisions. they wouldn’t neccesarily live at the temple all year round, but for certain times of the year they would come for their time of service. and Zechariah was there for his turn.
now…there were tons of priests. so many that you hoped you’d get a job you enjoyed. and hoped even more you didn’t get stuck sweeping the floors or cleaning up animal droppings or something crazy. but they needed a ton b/c there were certain jobs that a priest could only perform once in their lifetime. one of those jobs was lighting incense in the holy place which was done twice each day. the holy place was to be entered only by priests and only with certain tasks to perform. this was not the most holy place, but the room that led up to it. and this was the job that Zechariah was selected for on this day.
for a priest, this had to be a dream come true. this was a big deal. your chance to enter the holy place…to see the beauty, to tell your friends and family what it was like to be there. this was huge. and i’m sure from the moment Zechariah found out, he was giddy with excitement, looking forward to his chance to serve.
as he enters, the altar of incense is located on the right side of the room. and if you look at this story in Luke 1, it says an angel was standing at the right side of this altar. i guess i read this, and the angel Gabriel is hiding in the corner, waiting for Zechariah to enter. at which point, Zechariah is scared out of his mind…and probably rightfully so. the angel tells Zechariah that he would have a son, that will be a messanger for the coming of the Lord. his whole speech sounds an awful lot like the book of Malachi really.
and Zechariah responds…”what? are you serious? i’m an old man, and my wife is along in years” (very well played by the way). how would you respond? i mean, you’ve heard stories of angels talking to people….but it’s been centuries. i would respond the same way. God hasn’t spoken like this to people as long as you’ve been alive….plus, you’re well beyond having children. it seems pretty natural to stop and say…”what?”
the angel tells him that because of his disbelief, he would not be able to speak. in essence, “this is how you know i’m not playing around. but i wish you would have trusted me in the first place.” an Zechariah comes out of the temple mute. he can’t talk….this story he’s been looking forward to tell, is stuck inside him.
months pass and it’s time for the baby to come. naturally, they’re going to name the boy after his father Zechariah….because that’s what you did. the first son carried on the name and heritage of his father. he would be Zechariah, the son of the priest who heard from God after 400 years of silence. that’s quite the heritage…and then elizabeth speaks up, “i want to name him John.”
what? you have no john’s in your family. how does that carry on the family name? let’s ask Zechariah what he thinks. this is nuts.
and Zechariah writes that his name is John…and immediately he could speak.
i think Zechariah needed that time to come to realize that this boy was not Zechariah, the son of the priest who heard from God after 400 years of silence. no, instead, this was John, God’s messanger. he may have needed that time to truly hear from God…to realize that this was not about him, but was all about God.
i think God still speaks today, but i think so many times we are so busy and surrounded by so much noise that we don’t remember what it sounds like to hear from God. we don’t recognize his voice. we question whether or not he’s trying to tell us something.
as you come to Christmas, i’d love for you to slow down, quiet yourself, and listen for God. take time to sit and listen. my guess is it will be tough…but try it. we need to slow down from time to time if we hope to hear from God, but yet we keep ourselves so busy all the time. look below at how to have a time of solitude and take the time to slow down and listen.