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Norah Summers July 27, 2024 0 0

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Exodus 32: 15-24 (NIVUK)

15 Moses turned and went down the mountain with the two tablets of the covenant law in his hands. They were inscribed on both sides, front and back. 16 The tablets were the work of God; the writing was the writing of God, engraved on the tablets.

17 When Joshua heard the noise of the people shouting, he said to Moses, ‘There is the sound of war in the camp.’

18 Moses replied:

‘It is not the sound of victory,
    it is not the sound of defeat;
    it is the sound of singing that I hear.’

19 When Moses approached the camp and saw the calf and the dancing, his anger burned and he threw the tablets out of his hands, breaking them to pieces at the foot of the mountain. 20 And he took the calf the people had made and burned it in the fire; then he ground it to powder, scattered it on the water and made the Israelites drink it.

21 He said to Aaron, ‘What did these people do to you, that you led them into such great sin?’

22 ‘Do not be angry, my lord,’ Aaron answered. ‘You know how prone these people are to evil. 23 They said to me, “Make us gods who will go before us. As for this fellow Moses who brought us up out of Egypt, we don’t know what has happened to him.” 24 So I told them, “Whoever has any gold jewellery, take it off.” Then they gave me the gold, and I threw it into the fire, and out came this calf!’

Now Moses is back, and not best pleased either.

He has to clear up the mess Aaron has created, bring the people back to heel, and set them back on the right path.

This scene makes me think, not irreverently, of the Sorcerer’s Apprentice in Disney’s Fantasia.

And, of course, of our good Scottish excuse:

“It wisnae me!”

I just threw all the bits into the fire, and this golden calf came out.

Aye, right.

So the journey continues with its stops and starts,

excursions into this cul-de-sac and that one-way street,

loads to carry, loads to shed,

food for each day, water from rock,

always guidance from God.

Forty years is a long way.

Prayer:

God of the journey,

forgive us our unnecessary wanderings from your path.

You have told us what is right and set us on the road.

We think we know better – a shortcut, a rat-run, a clever diversion.

But there is no magic.

There is just the journey,

one foot in front of the other,

for forty years or however long it takes.

And you are with us, every step of the way.

Thank you.

AMEN