The Old Testament is bloody, violent, militant, stern,  judgmental … and yet, more or less unplanned by the instructor (me), our last Sunday School on the 5 books of Moses ended on a tender note.

We read Deuteronomy 7:6-8—

For thou art an holy people unto the Lord thy God: the Lord thy God hath chosen thee to be a special people unto himself, above all people that are upon the face of the earth.

The Lord did not set his love upon you, nor choose you, because ye were more in number than any people; for ye were the fewest of all people:

But because the Lord loved you . . .

–and then we read Deuteronomy 30:1-5-–

And it shall come to pass, when all these things are come upon thee, the blessing and the curse, which I have set before thee, and thou shalt call them to mind among all the nations, whither the Lord thy God hath driven thee,

And shalt return unto the Lord thy God, and shalt obey his voice according to all that I command thee this day, thou and thy children, with all thine heart, and with all thy soul;

That then the Lord thy God will turn thy captivity, and have compassion upon thee, and will return and gather thee from all the nations, whither the Lord thy God hath scattered thee.

If any of thine be driven out unto the outmost parts of heaven, from thence will the Lord thy God gather thee, and from thence will he fetch thee:

And the Lord thy God will bring thee into the land which thy fathers possessed, and thou shalt possess it; and he will do thee good[.]

–and then we were done.

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In all sorts of things, I fear that we Saints live far below our privileges because the Gentiles are doing so bad that we think we are OK.

In the land of the blind, as they say.

Or perhaps we need a new saying.  On the land of the barren, the one-child man is king.

There are two sections where the Lord promises Israel abundance, and they put to shame our modern materialistic and accounting way of thinking of abundance.

Deuteronomy 7:13-15

And he will love thee, and bless thee, and multiply thee: he will also bless the fruit of thy womb, and the fruit of thy land, thy corn, and thy wine, and thine oil, the increase of thy kine, and the flocks of thy sheep, in the land which he sware unto thy fathers to give thee.

Thou shalt be blessed above all people: there shall not be male or female barren among you, or among your cattle.

And the Lord will take away from thee all sickness

Deuteronomy 30:9:

And the Lord thy God will make thee plenteous in every work of thine hand, in the fruit of thy body, and in the fruit of thy cattle, and in the fruit of thy land, for good:

To our modern mindset, the blessing of abundant crops seems clearly good, put that one in the asset column; the extra cattle depends on the carrying capacity of the land, otherwise that just means more extras to cull; and the extra children seems like a solid drain on resources, put that one in the debit column.

To make the accounts square, we tell ourselves that children back then were actually an economic asset and so forth.  I am skeptical that this has ever been the case.  If there was an economic payoff to having a kid, then as now the payoff was measured in decades.

What is really going on is these verses is that for them abundance was a concrete, tangible thing.  It was fertility and vigor and growth and everything bursting out anew.  It was spring and pregnancy and new hopes.

It was blessings that you didn’t deserve and hadn’t paid the costs for.

Once upon a time there was a woman who got in a serious crash.  She was in the hospital for a long time and then in painful physical therapy.  Her fiancee was a gem to  her the whole time.  He was by her side, helping her live and function, cheering her on when she was pushing herself a little farther each day.  Everyone thought it was super sweet.

Finally she was mostly back to normal.

She broke off the engagement.

The burden of gratitude was too much for her.

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I have been thinking more about the difference between meekness and humility, especially on the commenter formerly known as Brackets’ comment, and I realized something:

Jesus explicitly calls himself meek, but he never calls himself humble.

With no basis other than  my own gut, I think ‘meek’ is something like ‘not asserting every claim to which your power or status or simple justice entitle you,’ whereas ‘humility’ is something like ‘not too big for your britches’

I was sad about the nature of things and decided to visit the King of America, though I didn’t have any specific purpose in mind.

It is quite a long hike to get there.  He lives way up in the mountains but well off the beaten path.  He has a log cabin he built himself tucked into a piney slope just above a sedgy pond with clumps of tall grass right up to the edge, and a small peak behind him.  He has ricks of firewood he cut and split himself, a few cattle he raises, and his books to read.

He is an old man, even in the summer he wears a jacket.  He has an old red-and-black check flannel jacket that he wears, and other times a wool Navajo southwest style jacket that used to be bright before it faded. But to be fair to him, it is cool up there even in the summer.

His cabin is not large, but he does have a porch with some rocking chairs.  That is generally where we converse.

On this visit, after we had talked about this and that, idly, him asking after my family and me after the cattle and the state of the grass, and staring at the pond, he considered me for a bit and then told this story.

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I was ruminative in Sacrament Meeting today and this is what I wrote:

Mom wanted us to be well fed and not hungry, so she cooked and shopped on a budget and canned. She wanted us to look presentable, for people to see us the way she saw us, so she sewed and patched and washed and worked on our manners and cleanliness. She wanted us to be healthy so she made good food, did first aid, made us wash our hands, plunged infected feet into epsom salt and hot water,… She wanted us housed and comfortably housed, so she cleaned and quilted and tucked us in. From the beginning, from the very beginning, when for each of us food and shelter and clothing and health were her own flesh and blood. And almost as much for the first few months of life.

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(Now the man Moses was very meek, above all the men which were upon the face of the earth.)

-Numbers 12

I have been chatting with a close family member about this and I have come to a realization.

I have no idea what the difference between being meek and being humble is.

https://romanticon.substack.com/p/burning-cellophane-at-the-gates-of

This gem:

One of [Joseph’s] last public sermons consisted of an idiosyncratic exegesis of the first six words of the Hebrew Old Testament.

Once upon a time there was a bored shepherd boy who cried wolf a couple of times just to laugh at the villagers’ fluster and for something to do.  You know the story.  So did the villagers, who told the boy the story and warned him he was endangering his own credibility.

A few days later, a ravening pack of wolves attacked the flock.  The flock fled downhill towards the village with the wolves snapping and gashing.  The boy yelled ‘wolves, wolves!’ as loud as he could and even blew a little horn he had.  The villagers came out in the street and watched without doing anything as the flock was killed sheep by sheep and then the boy.

A visiting stranger asked in some surprise why they hadn’t sallied to rescue their sheep and their shepherd boy.      The villagers explained.  “It’s a story,” they said, and told him the tale. “Just like the story, this boy cried wolf before so he had no credibility when wolves actually came.”

“There was no question of credibility!”  the stranger said.  “You saw the wolves!”

But the villagers looked at him with pity and a bit of contempt, and explained the story and its moral again.

Moral:   The Boy Who Cried Wolf has a moral for shepherd boys, not for villagers.

Today would have been my daughter’s birthday.

This is what I wrote on the first birthday she didn’t reach, on Betsey’s 4th birthday.

Betsey, so much time has gone by.  Your younger siblings are within reach of having children of their own and discuss naming daughters after you.

You were the oldest, now you are the youngest.

I think about you and how everyone else changes, time touches us all and we get injured or break down and add lines to our face, but you were touched so hard by time that now you aren’t touched at all.  Only our memories of you are still subject to mortality.

I think about all the times we never had together and all the times we did and I miss them all so much and I miss you so much.

I want to carry you in my arms or change your trache one more time.  Anything.

Betsey.

I want to follow up with yesterday’s insight, that the Mosaic law challenged almost none of the Israelites’ cultural assumptions.  It just asked them to be decent by their own lights.

And they failed.

You’ve heard of the famous Trolley Problem–a turgid thought experiment where you have to decide to switch a trolley off the tracks where it will kill 5 onto tracks where it will kill 1.

There was a Twitter Sage who pointed out that the real trolley problem we actually encounter in our lives is much simpler:

The choice is obvious, there is no real cost at all to throwing the lever and saving five, but the lever keeps not getting thrown.  Inconvenience, unwillingness to admit error, malice, not wanting to rock the boat… the lever keeps not getting thrown.

The Trolley Problem and all its ilk are cope.  They invoke an abstract world of tough ethical choices to distract us from the real world of easy ethical choices that we keep not making.

Whatever your complaints about the Mosaic Law, you should keep in mind, front and center, that it was too ambitious.

I’m thinking more about Moses’ rules and how they don’t fundamentally challenge any of the Israelites’ assumptions other than perhaps on idolatry.

Sometimes, nearly all the time, I go to God in prayer on some major life decision  and He says, ‘well, what do you want to do?”

And it seems that sometimes, nearly all the time, a people goes to God to know how to be and He says, ‘well, have you tried being decent by your own lights?”

“Worship me and be decent by your own lights.”

And when we abstract universalist Westerners get frustrated because God doesn’t give us or any other people the TRUTH as such, perhaps we should remember that sometimes, nearly all the time, when He tells a people to ‘be decent by your own lights,’ that people thoroughly and comprehensively fails.

Once upon a time there was a tyrant/aspiring tyrant His power waxed and waned, but what he had he used relentlessly for the acquisition of more power.  His two great skills were this–he had, at times, a great deal of control over what was taught in the schools and put out over the media of mass transmission, and he and all his servitors were remarkably good at fencing.  This was a fencing, dueling people, so perhaps that was not so unusual, but even by the standards of this people he and his minions were good at it.  In particular, they were known for their deadly snap lunge-and-thrusts.

Which last skill would have been more useful if the people of that place were not also accustomed to wearing chestplates and armor.  Wonderfully light, wonderfully curved, the armor would make a good rapier rhrust skitter right off of it.

It so happened, however, that many years ago at a time when the tyrant had particularly strong grip over the schools and the tranmission of cultural information, he had put out, over and over, the virtue of left-chestedness.

Left-chestedness was an interesting virtue that combined savoir faire, ‘cool,’ unflappability, and strength and sword skill, but in practice and in the tangible world the way this virtue manifested was having a hole in your armor over your left chest.

Left-chested heroes in the movies were just so cool.

Nearly everybody started small–let’s not be crazy–but some people got more and more left-chested over time.  Why be less virtuous after all?  Plenty of ordinary people still only went around with small holes in their left chests and rolled their eyes or even angrily condemned those impractical ideologues who were almost uncovered on the left side,  and there were writers and intellectuals who were also of their persuasion and wrote learned discourses on why it wouldn’t do to be too left-chested–but all these people tended to be ineffective because, after all, they felt themselves to be arguing against virtue.

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When I wrote ‘what kind of people did Moses have in mind?”  I meant “persons,” “individuals.”

But I was wiser than I knew.  Reading his rules, it does seem like Moses had in mind a people.  This is a different perspective for us.

It also explains, in part, why the rules seem to  take so much their existing attitudes and assumptions as a baseline.  A people largely is those attitudes and assumptions.  The kinds of changes in habits and attitudes a people can make are not the same as the kinds of changes in habits and attitudes a person can make just writ large.