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THE TERRIBLE VOW
Jdg 11:12-40
AT every stage of their history the Hebrews were capable of
producing men of passionate religiousness. And this appears as a
distinction of the group of nations to which they belong. The Arab
of the present time has the same quality. He can be excited to a
holy war in which thousands perish. With the battle cry of Allah and
his Prophet he forgets fear. He presents a different mingling of
character from the Saxon, -turbulence and reverence, sometimes
apart, then blending magnanimity and a tremendous want of
magnanimity; he is fierce and generous, now rising to vivid faith,
then breaking into earthly passion. We have seen the type in
Deborah. David is the same and Elijah; and Jephthah is the Gileadite,
the border Arab. In each of these there is quick leaping at life and
beneath hot impulse a strain of brooding thought with moments of
intense inward trouble. As we follow the history we must remember
the kind of man it presents to us. There is humanity as it is in
every race, daring in effort, tender in affection, struggling with
ignorance yet thoughtful of God and duty, triumphing here, defeated
there. And there is the Syrian with the heat of the sun in his blood
and the shadow of Moloch on his heart, a son of the. rude hills and
of barbaric times, yet with a dignity, a sense of justice, a keen
upward look, the Israelite never lost in the outlaw.
So soon as Jephthah begins to act for his people, marks of a strong
character are seen. He is no ordinary leader, not the mere fighter
the elders of Gilead may have taken him to be. His first act is to
send messengers to the king of Ammon saying, What hast thou to do
with me that thou art come to fight against my land? He is a chief
who desires to avert bloodshed-a new figure in the history.
Natural in those times was the appeal to arms, so natural, so
customary that we must not lightly pass this trait in the character
of the Gileadite judge. If we compare his policy with that of Gideon
or Barak we see of course that he had different circumstances to
deal with. Between Jordan and the Mediterranean the Israelites
required the whole of the land in order to establish a free
nationality. There was no room for Canaanite or Midianite rule side
by side with their own. The dominance of Israel had to be complete
and undisturbed. Hence there was no alternative to war when Jabin or
Zebah and Zalmunna attacked the tribes. Might had to be invoked on
behalf of right. On the other side Jordan the position was
different. Away towards the desert behind the mountains of Bashan
the Ammonites might find pasture for their flocks, and Moab had its
territory on the slopes of the lower Jordan and the Dead Sea. It was
not necessary to crush Ammon in order to give Manasseh, Gad, and
Reuben space enough and to spare. Yet there was a rare quality of
judgment shown by the man who, although called to lead in war, began
with negotiation and aimed at a peaceful settlement. No doubt there
was danger that the Ammonites might unite with Midian or Moab
against Israel. But Jephthah hazards such a coalition. He knows the
bitterness kindled by strife. He desires that Ammon, a kindred
people, shall be won over to friendliness with Israel, henceforth to
be an ally instead of a foe.
Now in one aspect this may appear an error in policy, and the Hebrew
chief will seem especially to blame when he makes the admission that
the Ammonites hold their land from Chemosh their god. Jephthah has
no sense of Israel’s mission to the world, no wish to convert Ammon
to a higher faith, nor does Jehovah appear to him as sole King, sole
object of human worship. Yet, on the other hand, if the Hebrews were
to fight idolatry everywhere it is plain their swords would never
have been sheathed. Phoenicia was close beside; Aram was not far
away; northward the Hittites maintained their elaborate ritual. A
line had to be drawn somewhere and, on the whole, we cannot but
regard Jephthah as an enlightened and humane chief who wished to
stir against his people and his God no hostility that could possibly
be avoided. Why should not Israel conquer Ammon by justice and
magnanimity, by showing the higher principles which the true
religion taught? He began at all events by endeavouring to stay the
quarrel, and the attempt was wise.
The king of Ammon refused Jephthah’s offer to negotiate. He claimed
the land bounded by the Arnon, the Jabbok, and Jordan as his own and
demanded that it should be peaceably given up to him. In reply
Jephthah denied the claim. It was the Amorites, he said, who
originally held that part of Syria. Sihon who was defeated in the
time of Moses was not an Ammonite king, but chief of the Amorites.
Israel had by conquest obtained the district in dispute, and Ammon
must give place.
The full account given of these messages sent by Jephthah shows a
strong desire on the part of the narrator to vindicate Israel from
any charge of unnecessary warfare. And it is very important that
this should be understood, for the inspiration of the historian is
involved. We know of nations that in sheer lust of conquest have
attacked tribes whose land they did not need, and we have read
histories in which wars unprovoked and cruel have been glorified. In
after times the Hebrew kings brought trouble and disaster on
themselves by their ambition. It would have been well if David and
Solomon had followed a policy like Jephthah’s rather than attempted
to rival Assyria and Egypt. We see an error rather than a cause of
boasting when David put garrisons in Syria of Damascus: strife was
thereby provoked which issued in many a sanguinary war. The Hebrews
should never have earned the character of an aggressive and
ambitious people that required to be kept in check by the kingdoms
around. To this nation, a worldly nation on the whole, was committed
a spiritual inheritance, a spiritual task. Is it asked why, being
worldly, the Hebrews ought to have fulfilled a spiritual calling?
The answer is that their best men understood and declared the Divine
will, and they should have listened to their best men. Their fatal
mistake was, as Christ showed, to deride their prophets, to crush
and kill the messengers of God. And many other nations likewise have
missed their true vocation, being deluded by dreams of vast empire
and earthly glory. To combat idolatry was indeed the business of
Israel and especially to drive back the heathenism that would have
overwhelmed its faith: and often this had to be done with an earthly
sword because liberty no less than faith was at stake. But a policy
of aggression was never the duty of this people.
The temperate messages of the Hebrew chief to the king of Ammon
proved to be of no avail: war alone was to settle the rival claims.
And this once clear Jephthah lost no time in preparing for battle.
As one who felt that without God no man can do anything, he sought
assurance of divine aid; and we have now to consider the vow which
he made, ever interesting on account of the moral problem it
involves and the very pathetic circumstances which accompanied its
fulfilment.
The terms of the solemn engagement under which Jephthah came were
these:-"If Thou wilt indeed deliver the children of Ammon into mine
hand, then it shall be that whatsoever" (Septuagint and Vulgate,
"whosoever") "cometh forth of the doors of my house to meet me when
I return in peace from the children of Ammon shall be the Lord’s,
and I will offer it (otherwise, him) for a burnt offering." And here
two questions arise; the first, what he could have meant by the
promise; the second, whether we can justify him in making it. As to
the first, the explicit designation to God of whatever came forth of
the doors of his house points unmistakably to a human life as the
devoted thing. It would have been idle in an emergency like that in
which Jephthah found himself, with a hazardous conflict impending
that was to decide the fate of the eastern tribes at least, to
anticipate the appearance of an animal, -bullock, goat, or sheep,
-and promise that in sacrifice. The form of words used in the vow
cannot be held to refer to an animal. The chief is thinking of some
one who will express joy at his success and greet him as a victor.
In the fulness of his heart he leaps to a wild savage mark of
devotion. It is a crisis alike for him and for the people and what
can he do to secure the favour and help of Jehovah? Too ready from
his acquaintance with heathen sacrifices and ideas to believe that
the God of Israel will be pleased with the kind of offerings by
which the gods of Sidon and Aram were honoured, feeling himself as
the chief of the Hebrews bound to make some great and unusual
sacrifice, he does not promise that the captives taken in war shall
be devoted to Jehovah, but some one of his own people is to be the
victim. The dedication shall be all the more impressive that the
life given up is one of which he himself shall feel the loss. A
conqueror returning from war would, in ordinary circumstances, have
loaded with gifts the first member of his household who came forth
to welcome him. Jephthah vows to give that very person to God. The
insufficient religious intelligence of the man, whose life had been
far removed from elevating influences, this once perceived-and we
cannot escape from the facts of the case-the vow is parallel to
others of which ancient history tells. Jephthah expects some
servant, some favourite slave to be the first. There is a touch of
barbaric grandeur and at the same time of Roman sternness in his
vow. As a chief he has the lives of all his household entirely at
his disposal. To sacrifice one will be hard, for he is a humane man;
but he expects that the offering will be all the more acceptable to
the Most High. Such are the ideas moral and religious from which his
vow springs.
Now we should like to find more knowledge and a higher vision in a
leader of Israel. We would fain escape from the conclusion that a
Hebrew could be so ignorant of the divine character as Jephthah
appears; and moved by such feelings many have taken a very different
view of the matter. The Gileadite has, for example, been represented
as fully aware of the Mosaic regulations concerning sacrifice and
the method for redeeming the life of a firstborn child; that is to
say, he is supposed to have made his vow under cover of the
Levitical provision by which in case his daughter should first meet
him he would escape the necessity of sacrificing her. The rule in
question could not, however, be stretched to a case like this. But,
supposing it could, is it likely that a man whose whole soul had
gone out in a vow of life and death to God would reserve such a door
of escape? In that case the story would lose its terror indeed, but
also its power: human history would be the poorer by one of the
great tragic experiences, wild and supernatural, that show man
struggling with thoughts above himself.
What did the Gileadite know? What ought he to have known? We see in
his vow a fatalistic strain; he leaves it to chance or fate to
determine who shall meet him. There is also an assumption of the
right to take into his own lands the disposal of a human life; and
this, though most confidently claimed, was entirely a factitious
right. It is one which mankind has ceased to allow. Further, the
purpose of offering a human being in sacrifice is unspeakably
horrible to us. But how differently these things must have appeared
in the dim light which alone guided this man of lawless life in his
attempt to make sure of God and honour Him! We have but to consider
things that are done at the present day in the name of religion, the
lifelong "devotion" of young women in a nunnery, for example, and
all the ceremonies which accompany that outrage on the divine order
to see that centuries of Christianity have not yet put an end to
practices which under colour of piety are barbaric and revolting. In
the modern case a nun secluded from the world, dead to the world, is
considered to be an offering to God. The old conception of sacrifice
was that the life must pass out of the world by way of death in
order to become God’s. Or again, when the priest describing the
devotion of his body says: "The essential, the sacerdotal purpose to
which it should be used is to die. Such death must be begun in
chastity, continued in mortification, consummated in that actual
death which is the priest’s final oblation, his last sacrifice,"
-the same superstition appears in a refined and mystical form.
His vow made, the chief went forth to battle, leaving in his home
one child only, a daughter beautiful, high spirited, the joy of her
father’s heart. She was a true Hebrew girl and all her thought was
that he, her sire, should deliver Israel. For this she longed and
prayed. And it was so. The enthusiasm of Jephthah’s devotion to God
was caught by his troops and bore them on irresistibly. Marching
from Mizpah in the land of Bashan they crossed Manasseh, and south
from Mizpeh of Gilead, which was not far from the Jabbok, they found
the Ammonites encamped. The first battle practically decided the
campaign. From Aroer to Minnith, from the Jabbok to the springs of
Arnon, the course of flight and bloodshed extended, until the
invaders were swept from the territory of the tribes. Then came the
triumphant return.
We imagine the chief as he approached his home among the hills of
Gilead, his eagerness and exultation mingled with some vague alarm.
The vow he has made cannot but weigh upon his mind now that the
performance of it comes so near. He has had time to think what it
implies. When he uttered the words that involved a life the issue of
war appeared doubtful. Perhaps the campaign would be long and
indecisive. He might have returned not altogether discredited, yet
not triumphant. But he has succeeded beyond his expectation. There
can be no doubt that the offering is due to Jehovah. Who then shall
appear? The secret of his vow is hid in his own breast. To no man
has he revealed his solemn promise; nor has he dared in any way to
interfere with the course of events. As he passes up the valley with
his attendants there is a stir in his rude castle. The tidings of
his coming have preceded him and she, that dear girl who is the very
apple of his eye, his daughter, his only child, having, already
rehearsed her part, goes forth eagerly to welcome him. She is clad
in her gayest dress. Her eyes are bright with the keenest
excitement. The timbrel her father once gave her, on which she has
often played to delight him, is tuned to a chant of triumph. She
dances as she passes from the gate. Her father, her father, chief,
and victor!
And he? A sudden horror checks his heart. He stands arrested, cold
as stone, with eyes of strange dark trouble fixed upon the gay young
figure that welcomes him to home and rest and fame. She flies to his
arms, but they do not open to her. She looks at him, for he has
never repulsed her-and why now? He puts forth his hands as if to
thrust away a dreadful sight, and what does she hear? Amid the sobs
of a strong man’s agony, "Alas, my daughter, thou hast brought me
very low and thou art one of them that trouble me." To startled ears
the truth is slowly told. She is vowed to the Lord in sacrifice. He
cannot go back. Jehovah who gave the victory now claims the
fulfilment of the oath.
We are dealing with the facts of life. For a time let us put aside
the reflections that are so easy to make about rash vows and the
iniquity of keeping them. Before this anguish of the loving heart,
this awful issue of a sincere but superstitious devotion we stand in
reverence. It is one of the supreme hours of humanity. Will the
father not seek relief from his obligation? Will the daughter not
rebel? Surely a sacrifice so awful will not be completed. Yet we
remember Abraham and Isaac journeying together to Moriah, and how
with the father’s resignation of his great hope there must have gone
the willingness of the son to face death if that last proof of piety
and faith is required. We look at the father and daughter of a later
date and find the same spirit of submission to what is regarded as
the will of God. Is the thing horrible-too horrible to be dwelt
upon? Are we inclined to say,
"‘Heaven heads the count of crimes
With that wild oath?’ She renders answer high,
Not so; nor once alone, a thousand times
I would be born and die."’
It has been affirmed that "Jephthah’s rash act, springing from a
culpable ignorance of the character of God, directed by heathen
superstition and cruelty poured an ingredient of extreme bitterness
into his cup of joy and poisoned his whole life." Suffering indeed
there must have been for both the actors in that pitiful tragedy of
devotion and ignorance, who knew not the God to Whom they offered
the sacrifice. But it is one of the marks of rude erring man that he
does take upon himself such burdens of pain in the service of the
invisible Lord. A shallow scepticism entirely misreads the strange
dark deeds often done for religion; yet one who has uttered many a
foolish thing in the way of "explaining" piety can at last confess
that the renouncing mortifying spirit is, with all its errors, one
of man’s noble and distinguishing qualities. To Jephthah, as to his
heroic daughter, religion was another thing than it is to many, just
because of their extraordinary renunciation. Very ignorant they were
surely, but they were not so ignorant as those who make no great
offering to God, who would not resign a single pleasure, nor deprive
a son or daughter of a single comfort or delight, for the sake of
religion and the higher life. To what purpose is this waste? said
the disciples, when the pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly,
was poured on the head of Jesus and the house was filled with the
odour. To many now it seems waste to expend thought, time, or money
upon a sacred cause, much more to hazard or to give life itself. We
see the evils of enthusiastic self-devotion to the work of God very
clearly; its power we do not feel. We are saving life so diligently,
many of us, that we may well fear to lose it irremediably. There is
no strain and therefore no strength, no joy. A weary pessimism dogs
our unfaith.
To Jephthah and his daughter the vow was sacred, irrevocable. The
deliverance of Israel by so signal and complete a victory left no
alternative. It would have been well if they had known God
differently; yet better this darkly impressive issue which went to
the making of Hebrew faith and strength than easy unfruitful evasion
of duty. We are shocked by the expenditure of fine feeling and
heroism in upholding a false idea of God and obligation to Him; but
are we outraged and distressed by the constant effort to escape from
God which characterises our age? And have we for our own part come
yet to the right idea of self and its relations? Our century,
beclouded on many points, is nowhere less informed than in matters
of self-sacrifice; Christ’s doctrine is still uncomprehended.
Jephthah was wrong, for God did not need to be bribed to support a
man who was bent on doing his duty. And many fail now to perceive
that personal development and service of God are in the same line.
Life is made for generosity, not mortification; for giving in glad
ministry, not for giving up in hideous sacrifice. It is to be
devoted to God by the free and holy use of body, mind, and soul in
the daily tasks which Providence appoints.
The wailing of Jephthah’s daughter rings in our ears, bearing with
it the anguish of many a soul tormented in the name of that which is
most sacred, tormented by mistakes concerning God, the awful theory
that He is pleased with human suffering. The relics of that hideous
Moloch worship which polluted Jephthah’s faith, not even yet purged
away by the Spirit of Christ, continue and make religion an anxiety
and life a kind of torture. I do not speak of that devotion of
thought and time, eloquence and talent to some worthless cause which
here and there amazes the student of history and human life, the
passionate ardour, for example, with which Flora Macdonald gave
herself up to the service of a Stuart. But religion is made to
demand sacrifices compared to which the offering of Jephthah’s
daughter was easy. The imagination of women especially, fired by
false representations of the death of Christ in which there was a
clear divine assertion of self, while it is made to appear as
complete suppression of self, bears many on in a hopeless and
essentially immoral endeavour. Has God given us minds, feelings,
right ambitions that we may crush them? Does He purify our desires
and aspirations by the fire of his own Spirit and still require us
to crush them? Are we to find our end in being nothing, absolutely
nothing, devoid of will, of purpose, of personality? Is this what
Christianity demands? Then our religion is but refined suicide, and
the God who desires us to annihilate ourselves is but the Supreme
Being of the Buddhists, if those may be said to have a god who
regard the suppression of individuality as salvation.
Christ was made a sacrifice for us. Yes: He sacrificed everything
except His own eternal life and power; He sacrificed ease and favour
and immediate success for the manifestation of God. So He achieved
the fulness of personal might and royalty. And every sacrifice His
religion calls us to make is designed to secure that enlargement and
fulness of spiritual individuality in the exercise of which we shall
truly serve God and our fellows. Does God require sacrifice? Yes,
unquestionably-the sacrifice which every reasonable being must make
in order that the mind, the soul may be strong and free, sacrifice
of the lower for the higher, sacrifice of pleasure for truth, of
comfort for duty, of the life that is earthly and temporal for the
life that is heavenly and eternal. And the distinction of
Christianity is that it makes this sacrifice supremely reasonable
because it reveals the higher life, the heavenly hope, the eternal
rewards for which the sacrifice is to be made; that it enables us in
making it to feel ourselves united to Christ in a divine work which
is to issue in the redemption of mankind.
There are not a few popularly accepted guides in religion who
fatally misconceive the doctrine of sacrifice. They take man-made
conditions for Divine opportunities and calls. Their arguments come
home not to the selfish and overbearing, but to the unselfish and
long-suffering members of society, and too often they are more
anxious to praise renunciation-any kind of it, for any purpose, so
it involve acute feeling-than to magnify truth and insist on
righteousness. It is women chiefly these arguments affect, and the
neglect of pure truth and justice with which women are charged is in
no small degree the result of false moral and religious teaching.
They are told that it is good to renounce and suffer even when at
every step advantage is taken of their submission and untruth
triumphs over generosity. They are urged to school themselves to
humiliation and loss not because God appoints these but because
human selfishness imposes them. The one clear and damning objection
to the false doctrine of self-suppression is here: it makes sin.
Those who yield where they should protest, who submit where they
should argue and reprove, make a path for selfishness and injustice
and increase evil instead of lessening it. They persuade themselves
that they are bearing the cross after Christ; but what in effect are
they doing? The missionary amongst ignorant heathen has to bear to
the uttermost as Christ bore. But to give so-called Christians a
power of oppression and exaction is to turn the principles of
religion upside down and hasten the doom of those for whom the
sacrifice is made. When we meddle with truth and righteousness even
in the name of piety we simply commit sacrilege, we range ourselves
with the wrong and unreal; there is no foundation under our faith
and no moral result of our endurance and self-denial. We are selling
Christ, not following Him.
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