I
Gopher
wood had the capacity
To
sustain life’s
Capacity
for differentness.
“A
vine was before me”
Purple
with fruit for
Another.
Acacia
wood could bear,
Could
form unity
And
could be borne.
Cypress
gave its tone
To
the instruments
Made
from it.
Fruitfulness
was the apple tree
Distinguished
among
The
trees of the wood.
Excellent
as the cedars!
Dignity
and stateliness
Amongst
the twisted thorns.
What
a grand entrance
Was
through
The
doors of olive-wood.
Was
that too inferential for you?
Perhaps
various qualities of wood
-
Grains, textures, fragrances, strengths -
Interest
or enlighten. History too,
Ancient
sources and customs, might provoke
Emotions
or thoughts. But that is below
My
purpose here: as the cup-bearer
Had
a vine before him I have a
Man:
His qualities, mien, customs.
The
grain always straight, the textures
Beyond
man’s apprehension, the fragrance
What
delighted God, the strength to break
Death’s
power, to bear us through. Name
Once
again - Man according to God.
II
Amid
man’s constant grappling,
His
insolence and fraud
Christ
was a tender sapling
Before
the eye of God.
He
did not take resources
From
man’s domain of dearth -
But
drew from heavenly sources
Untrammelled
by this earth.
And
God’s heart was observant
Of
that exotic Shoot,
The
One who was His Servant,
Who
rendered God His fruit.
Here
he was the Succeeder
In
God’s eternal plan -
His
bearing as the cedar,
Our
Bridegroom and God’s Man.
Nations
will find Him tender
As
He returns to stanch
Their
wounds when come in splendour -
“The
Man whose name is Branch”.
In
power He will have finished
Man’s
wilfulness and strife;
Men
will taste undiminished
Fruit
from the Tree of Life.
Jehovah
showed Moses wood
Because
Without
God showing us
We
would not discern
The
distinctiveness of His Man.
Jehovah
showed Moses wood
Not
distinguishing the variety
Because
No
species can encompass
The
distinctiveness of His Man.
Jehovah
showed Moses wood
Because
Our
bitterness
Would
only be dispelled by
The
distinctiveness of His Man.
Jehovah
showed Moses wood
Because
It
has always been His delight
To
see, and to bring to our sight,
The
distinctiveness of His Man.
III
Benaiah,
the soldier,
Could
use his staff as a weapon
To
wrest the Egyptian’s spear.
David,
the psalmist,
Knowing
God’s staff and rod
Bore
his own staff to the conflict.
Jonathan,
gatherer,
Used
his staff at the time of his triumph
To
harvest honey.
The
princes, princely,
Dug
with their staves
The
well in the plains.
Aaron,
the priest,
Was
possessor of the rod which
Budded,
blossomed, and brought forth almonds.
Moses,
shepherd,
Had
the staff of God
For
authority and supply.
And
Jacob, wanderer,
Home
at last,
Worshipped
on the top of his staff.
You
may know the interpretation
Of
each passage. But for a moment
Think
of it like this - each one
Clung
to something of Jesus; whether
In
peace or war, whatever they confronted
They
clung to Him. Oh! let me follow their
Example,
cling to Christ if in conflict,
Lean
on Him in worship. And if we
Can
speak of one who will keep us
Without
stumbling, how are we sustained:
Depending
on our Lord Jesus Christ.
IV
To
make the Ark required acacia wood:
A
supple wood, well able to endure
And
thus to bear the testimony through.
The
copper altar required acacia too
To
bear the fire and all the heat produced
That
God’s delight should daily be ensured.
But
this wood also standing as it was hewn
Formed
boards by which the tabernacle stood
Since
only this in all its strength conduced
To
form the tent which God Himself would choose.
One
kind of Man could be before God’s heart:
Suited
to God within His inner Man.
Only
the Christ could be the perfect Ark,
One
kind of Man in sufferings and charm
Clears
the approach by which we may advance
To
God’s abode where we may boldly stand.
One
kind of manhood alone is consonant
With
Christ Himself and God can rest in that.
Men
after Christ now have their heavenly part
Which
will remain when death and sin are past.
V
Go
up to the mountain and bring wood
That the house of God may be
built;
Long
since should your sloth have been eschewed,
With your selfishness and your
guilt.
Go
bearing your axe to hew down trees
That the house’s beams may be
strong.
Your
vigour will not regret your ease
As you quit the place of your
wrong.
How
long will you sow but will not reap,
Have your gains in bags full of
holes?
The
house of your God lies waste, a heap -
Rise, for benefit of your souls.
Go,
find there is wood to bear each weight,
There is wood whose scent is
refined,
And
wood to be carved to decorate
Till God’s house accords to
His mind.
How
soon will your blessing have accrued!
God will give your singing a
lilt:
Go
up to the mountain and bring wood
That the house of God may be
built.
Help
me, Lord Jesus, to provide
The
wood offering - to maintain
What
is for thy service, without
Pretension,
to dependably
Supply
unmemorable and
Unsung
effort. As others have
Laboured,
their names now known only
To
God, make me expendable,
Reduced
to ash. As Urijah
Would
not act for his own comfort
If
the Ark and God’s people were
In
the fields, even if it meant
His
death. As Naboth of Jizreel
Would
not abandon his father’s land
Whatever
the cost - even if
It
meant his death. As Christ’s bondman
Paul
spent and was spent, night and day,
That
God’s service should continue,
That
God’s testimony remain,
Even
to the point of his death.
Feb - Jul 1998
Awesome poem.
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