Category Archives: Jeremiah

Be a Tree- Jeremiah 17

I could easily become a plant-talking, tree-hugger. I grew up in a small farming community and spent my summers in high school and college caring for my neighbor’s vineyards and orchards. I love to visit gardens and work with plants. I dream of owning a plant nursery someday. But I also enjoy helping individuals listen for God’s voice and bond more closely with Father, Son, and Spirit.

I have noticed that in the Bible, plants such as trees, bushes, vines, grasses, or wheat are frequently used to illustrate some truth about human beings and our relationship with God. Plants like humans germinate, sprout, grow, develop, bear fruit, have root systems, benefit the world in a variety of ways, become diseased, and die.

It is also intriguing to observe the interaction between plants and Biblical characters—Adam and Eve and the trees of knowledge and life; Moses and the burning bush; Elijah and the broom tree; Jonah and the unpredictable plant; Jesus and the vine; the disciples and the fig tree.

I have been reflecting upon the passage from Jeremiah 17:7-8.

Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him. He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It has no worries in the year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.

I decided to create a papier-mâché sculpture of the verse which is shown in the photo above. The photos below show the process I used to create the finished piece.

Step One-I cut a base from plywood, bolted a trunk to the base and then formed wire for the branches and roots. Though roots are normally hidden, I wanted to expose them. In the verse, roots are what connect to the water. In an earlier verse in Jeremiah, God is said to be like a fountain head of refreshing water and the roots are what connect to the eternal source of life.

 

Step Two- I then cut strips of newspaper and glued that onto the wire and trunk and let it dry.

 

Step Three– I then painted the entire piece with white gesso, which sealed the papier-mache and covered up all the holes.

 

Step Four– I then used acrylic paint to paint the base, roots, trunk, and limbs. I wanted the tree trunk to reflect a sense of age, weathered wisdom, and stability. Afterwards I added the leaves cut from thin brass sheet. My initial idea was to make the leave look like grape leaves and tie this passage to the one in John 15. (I am the vine and you are the branches.) But grape leaves proved too complicated to cut. They ended up looking like hearts, which I thought was a good accident. In the Book of Revelation the leaves from the tree of life were to be used for the healing of nations. They also shine like the leaves of the burning bush in the book of Exodus. I like the illusions. I later added fruit taken from an old Christmas decoration.

Jeremiah 4

“Oh my anguish my anguish! I writhe in pain. Oh the agony of my heart! My heart pounds within me, I cannot keep silent. For I have heard the sound of the trumpet; I have heard the battle cry. Disaster follows disaster, the whole land lies in ruins. Jeremiah 4:19-20

I was intrigued by the word disaster. It is made up of two words= dis (without) + aster (star). The idea of the word from Latin and Greek is “without your lucky star.” Israel and Judah had abandoned Yahweh and now they had to face the world without the one watching over them. They had to face calamity named Babylon and her ruthless armies.

Jeremiah 3

“How gladly I would treat you like sons and give you a desirable land, the most beautiful inheritance of any nation. I thought you would call me ‘Father’ and not turn away from following me. But like a woman unfaithful to her husband, so you have been unfaithful to me, O House of Israel,” declares the Lord. Jeremiah 3:19-20

The painting is from above and it shows colorful fields of crops, a beautiful inheritance. But seen from another perspective, it is also a picture of fragmentation and division which is the result of unfaithfulness.

Jeremiah 2

They did not ask, “Where is the Lord who brought us up out of Egypt and led us through a land of deserts and rifts, a land of drought and darkness, a land where on one travels and no one lives.” Jeremiah 2:6

Twice in this chapter the author mentions that the people failed to ask, “Where is the Lord?” That is the primary question, isn’t it? When I meet with individuals for counsel, that question gets asked at least once during most conversations. Even if we don’t know the answer, asking the question points us in the right direction. It gets us out of our dark, claustrophobic introspection so we can start noticing signs, stirrings, and promptings from beyond. I tried to capture the sense of a barren landscape depicted in the verse.

Jeremiah 1

Before I shaped you in the womb, I knew all about you. Before you saw the light of day, I had holy plans for you: prophet to the nations—that’s what I had in mind for you. Jeremiah 1:3

Most of the older adults who knew me and my family as a child are long gone. Roles are now reversed. I know children and grandchildren who were dreamed of and prayed for long before they showed up in the delivery room. And that knowledge creates a kind of intimacy and hope. That hope has the power to shape our destiny. That hope is like a womb of rich, life giving, amniotic fluid strengthening our inner spirits.

Jeremiah

Talk about a tough job assignment. In 627 BC the Assyrian Empire, wracked by internal strife, was crumbling. Babylon to the north was rising, Egypt to the west was threatening, and tiny Israel was caught in the middle. Having abandoned their original purpose as a nation under God, worship of Yahweh was a shell. The nation, torn by its own civil strife into two kingdoms of Israel and Judah, had given itself as a prostitute to other foreign gods. Into that maelstrom of political plots and religious apostasy, Jeremiah was called to speak. But few would listen. In the end his warnings proved to be true and the nation was destroyed and carted off into captivity.

What might a crusty old prophet have to say to me in an age of vast inequalities, political gridlock, empty speech, and the specter of demographic, economic, and ecological gloom around every corner?