“[These are] wild waves of the sea…” (Jude 13)
The imagery of wild waves is not to difficult to imagine. But more importantly, the imagery I believe Jude has in mind here is not the vastness of the sea; not the clarity or murkiness of water; not the crashing waves against rock; not riptides; not undertows. No, he is focus more on the ceaseless motion of the sea. Waters of sea, though they may appear to be like a sheet of glass, never stop moving (saving of course for water that is frozen). Waters of the sea are symbolic of restlessness. Notice the parallel of Jude in Isaiah 57:
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea;
for it cannot be quiet,
and its waters toss up mire and dirt.
21 There is no peace,” says my God, “for the wicked.”
Isaiah 57:20–21 (ESV)
Notice the relationship between the wicked and the tossing sea. Simile. The wicked are restless. They are chaotic. They are without peace.
And if we keep Jude 13 in context of his entire letter, we can see that Jude’s use of Isaiah 57:20 is a result of “these people” being out of order; a premise Jude has labored to establish since verse 5.
The wicked are without order…
The wicked are without peace…
Wickedness to God is restlessness…
Why (Oh!) why with all our affluence and information are we as a nation restless?
Could it be that we crave security?
Could it be that truthfully no one has found it?
Could it be a a base level that the one thing we hate most about existing is that we seem to always be in a state of vulnerability?
Vulnerability. Woundability. The ability, the capacity, the fragility, to be wounded. Dependant
Yet what if vulnerablity was not meant to be regarded as a negative?
What if vulnerability was a Creative gift?
What if we have exploited the gift by taking evil advantage of one another? Is this God’s fault? Or is it ours?
What if we could see what God sees?
13 And no creature is hidden from his sight,
but all are naked
and exposed to the eyes of him
to whom we must give account.
Hebrews 4:13 (ESV)
What if we saw that all of our motives for living, especially those on the mind of those who are malignant to society, have the component of vulnerability as a motivating factor for:
Hoping, but never expecting…
And so on….
What if rest is the full expression of our loving our creatureliness…our genetic frame of fragility…
Where can I find a place where my vulnerability can be defined, accepted, nourished, tested, nurtured, loved, safeguarded, respected, maintained, praised, encouraged………..?
Where is the ceasing of the waters?
The absence of chaos?
91 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”
Psalm 91:1–2 (ESV)
3 You keep him in perfect peace
whose mind is stayed on you,
because he trusts in you.
4 Trust in the Lord forever,
for the Lord God is an everlasting rock.
Isaiah 26:3–4 (ESV)