Reflection: A Nightmare of Lament
This passage comes as three years of famine in Israel alerts King David to God’s displeasure. Why was Israel being punished? Because David’s predecessor, King Saul, had dishonoured a pact with neighbouring Gibea. How can I make it up to you? asks David. Make Saul’s family pay. is their measured response. Give us seven [that special number] of his male descendants to publicly humiliate and hang. Accordingly, David handed over seven of Saul’s descendants, two of whom were sons of his concubine, Rizpah.
This account may seem extreme, but public execution was not an uncommon punishment. However, by law*, bodies were to be removed and buried before evening. These seven sacrificial bodies were different. They were hung not for their own crimes but on behalf of a nation. Public humiliation for a public violation. Exposed before a just God who honours promises and requires blood for blood … After that, God answered prayer on behalf of the land. The story could have ended there. Lesson learned.
But caught in the crossfire, huddled on that hill under a rock-sackcloth lean-to, is Rizpah.
Rizpah: there’s not a rawer and more public picture of lament. I’m struggling for words. Bereft, disgraced, powerless…and crazed. Silent vigil this was not, as, day and night she warded off bird and beast; warded off the ignominy of loved ones as animal pickings. That was the best she could do.
Picture the hideous hopelessness. Listen to the taunts; the raucous birds and Rizpah’s frenzied screams. Lick dry lips and taste the tears. Interminable days and sleepless nights… Sometimes we have to just sit with the ghastliness of grief. Languish with anguish.
Sometimes we can do something with suffering. Rizpah couldn’t have retaliated even if she’d wanted to. But her private and public lament did have the power to convict.
Prayer:
We can hardly hear this story and not think of your mother’s grief, Lord Jesus. Her shame and shattered dreams. Innocent son dishonoured and dead…and for what? (I wonder, did she think of this story in her anguish?) The taunts, anguish and confusion of onlookers at Golgotha. Sometimes we have to just sit with the ghastliness of grief.
But sometimes something can be done with it. Your suffering has, for all the world, the power not just to convict, but to transform! Risen Christ, mercifully minister to millions of suffering people today, with a sense of comfort, and opportunity to hope in life eternal where there’ll be no more tears, injustice and death.
*Deuteronomy 21:22-23