Sermon on 1 Kings 17:17–24
15 September 2024
Grace, mercy, and peace be to you from God our Father, and from our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.
Dear saints: things were starting to look up. The situation had been dire, to say the least. It had not rained for a long time. Drought was upon the land. Crops would have failed. Water was drying up. Your rain god was not answering your or your priest’s prayers and sacrifices. You are all but out of food and have resigned yourself to your fate: you will make a final cake for you and your son. Then, you will wait for death from starvation.
You go to collect the sticks for your fire, but you are interrupted. A man you recognize as an Israelite calls out to you asking for a drink. You can handle that and turn to get it. But then he goes further. He asks for some bread to eat. That you feel you cannot do. You suppress whatever feelings you have for this man because his God has told you to feed him. Nonetheless, you still complain of your plight.
But this man of God is undeterred and makes an audacious promise: “thus says the Lord the God of Israel, ‘The jar of flour shall not be spent, and the jug of oil shall not be empty, until the day that the Lord sends rain upon the earth’” So, taking the command you received and the request of this man, you do as he says. You make him his bread. And according to the word of this man and his God, your flower and oil do not run out.
You take this man in. You house him and listen to what he says. Perhaps you begin to think that this man’s God is greater than your gods. You recognize that his words have power and authority behind them. What he says resonates, and his talk of sin makes your conscience uncomfortable. You know and hear of the evil that His people have done and the consequences they are suffering. And, with this drought, you are as well. After all, you and your people serve the same god that this prophet is denouncing.
You hear of the mercy that this God has for His people. That He continually calls them to turn from their evil and return to Him. That He has good things for them. That He wants to forgive them and have them live in their Promised Land forever. And perhaps you start to wonder if this God would or could do the same for you.
And then, your son gets sick. No matter what you try, he gets worse and worse. Finally, your worst fear is realized: he dies. You are alone. Your husband and your son are dead. You only have this prophet in your upper room.
That prophet that has been talking about sin. Your sin. And now your son is dead. Is this why he came? To condemn what you have done and then kill your son in retribution? Is it not bad enough that you feel bad for what you have done? For the things that you have guided your son into? Now you must compound the guilt by taking him? By making you all alone? Is this the work of a merciful God? It sounds like the fickle gods of the people. The gods that you were beginning to doubt.
The prophet hears your cry of complaint and despair. And he says to you, “Give me your son.” and goes to the room you have given him to stay in. You do not know what he is going to do, but perhaps you feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe this God who commanded you to feed His prophet and the prophet whose word you have listened to, whose promise has sustained your family with flour and oil will do some work to fix this mess. To deliver your son from death and you from agony.
While you sit and wait for who knows what, the prophet lays your son on his own bed. And the prophet, who has received words and messages from God time and again, has no message for this boy. There is no command to declare to the skies to withhold rain. No promise that a widow has been commanded to feed him. He only feels your hurt. The pain of a woman mourning for her son. A son whom she believed to be delivered from the famine thanks to a prophet and his God.
Elijah cries out, “O Lord my God, have you brought calamity even upon the widow with whom I sojourn, by killing her son?” Not even God’s prophet understands why the child’s life was taken. But he diligently prays on the widow’s behalf. Three times he stretches himself out and three times Elijah cries out to the Lord. And God listens. He hears the plea and responds. He grants the child his life back.
But you do not know this. Perhaps you hear the prophet cry out. But unless your boy made noise as his life returned, you do not know if the cries were successful. But you do hear the prophet start down the stairs. You tense up and look to where he will emerge.
To your joy and relief, your boy is with the prophet. And he is alive. The words you doubted were possible are uttered: “See, your son lives.” And a rollercoaster of emotions flood your body. Relief. Joy. Love. Thanksgiving.
But there is also something else. And that is faith. It is a faith that the Lord Himself began cultivating when he first commanded you to feed His prophet. A faith that, even in its infancy, acted in giving that prophet bread before you and your son. And faith that was nurtured as you heard the teachings of the prophet. When you were afflicted on account of your sins and when you wondered if His forgiveness could be applied to you. A faith that was tested when your son died. And now a strong faith in the God who can restore life to the dead. And in faith you reply to the prophet, “Now I know that you are a man of God, and that the word of the Lord in your mouth is truth.”
Elijah stayed with the woman and her son until he was called back to Israel and King Ahab. But I am sure that he continued to preach and teach God’s Word among those around him. Sure that the faith of the woman and her son was continued to be strengthened and that they remained certain of God’s mercy and trusting in His promise of a coming Messiah.
A Messiah that we encounter today at Nain. Where He encounters another widow who is bringing her only son out of the city to bury him. And having compassion on the woman, Jesus raises the boy from the dead. He speaks to the dead man and the dead man sits up and begins to speak.
St. Paul teaches us that the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. The woman, hearing the teaching of the prophet, knows her sin and the sin of her son. When the boy dies, she rightly understands that his death is the result of sin. But she is not right that it is the prophet causing the boy to die because of her sin.
But there is One who dies on account of your sin. The same Jesus who approaches a dead man at Nain. Who knows that He will one day hang on a tree in place of Elijah, both widows, both boys, and you. He knows that He will suffer and die, subjecting Himself to the condemnation that you and all humanity deserve.
But He also knows that He will rise. And then upon His resurrection, He will have defeated sin, death, and the devil once and for all. That His blood cleanses all who trust in Him for life and salvation. And that, though each of you have a day where you will fall asleep, He will not abandon you. He will return. And when He does, He will raise you and all the dead. And you, along with all the dead in Christ, will be given an immortal and resurrected body where you will dwell with Him eternally. Amen.
The peace of God, which passes all understanding, keep your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. Amen.
Rev. Brent Keller
Trinity Lutheran Church
Guttenberg, Iowa
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St. Paul Lutheran Church
McGregor, Iowa
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Thank you for this message as a reminder about faith.