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Transition of Leadership

After the death of Jehoiada, the officials of Judah came and paid homage to the king, and he listened to them.They abandoned the temple of the Lord, the God of their ancestors, and worshiped Asherah poles and idols.
2 Chronicles 24:17-18 (NIV)

Along my life journey I’ve witnessed, or been part of, a number of leadership transitions. Churches, schools, civic organizations, business, clients, not to mention the transition of power our nation peacefully experiences every 2-4 years. Some transitions I’ve experienced have been positive experiences, some have not.

In today’s chapter the Chronicler relates some fascinating details about the reign of young King Joash of Judah. In the previous two chapters we learned that the entire royal family of David had been wiped out. Joash had been hidden away as an infant in the Temple of Solomon for seven years. Then the high priest, Jehoiada, let a coup and placed Joash on the throne.

Reading between the lines on the Chronicler’s papyrus, we see there may have been a bit of an ebb and flow to the relationship between Jehoiada and young King Joash, between monarch and priest, between politics and religion. Jehoiada was, no doubt, a powerful figure. He was the one who hid the infant and protected him. He was the one who plotted and carried out the coup. He was the one who put Joash on the throne. Jehoiada was the power behind the child king, and he even oversaw who Joash would marry and with whom the king would have children.

The king grows up and gives orders for a tax to be collected to repair Solomon’s Temple, but the King’s wishes are not immediately carried out. Jehoiada was the power behind the throne, and the Levites knew to take their orders from the high priest, not the king. Joash summons Jehoiada before him. Joash had always taken his commands from Jehoiada, now the young king was testing and exerting his own power and authority over Jehoiada. The high priest submits, but we as readers are left wondering just how these two powerful men managed their relationship with one another.

The Chronicler then tells us about another transition of leadership. The powerful religious leader, Jehoiada, dies. There is now a vacuum of religious leadership. Immediately, the “officials” of Judah (leaders of clans, businessmen, state officials. and etc.) swoop into that power vacuum and pay a visit to King Joash. They convince the King to loosen Jehoiada’s powerful stranglehold on local religion and support the resurgence of the local Canaanite gods. Joash does so despite many prophetic warnings. The Chronicler makes it clear that this doesn’t end well.

This morning I’m thinking about transitions of leadership and of power. Jehoiada saw to it that Joash was placed on the throne, but the Chronicler’s account leaves me believing that he may have looked upon the young monarch as a puppet to be controlled rather than a protegé to be mentored. The difference is monumental and the fact that there was no successor to Jehoiada with the authority to command respect of the King and his “officials” says that the high priest had equally not done an adequate job preparing for his successor and ensuring that the legacy of his leadership would continue.

I have been blessed and privileged to be in many different leadership positions in my lifetime. In the quiet this morning I’m taking stock of how I have handled the transition of power and leadership to others. The results, I confess, are mixed. In some cases I feel that I’ve done well, and in others I realize that, like Jehoiada, I’ve missed the opportunity to bless my successor and those under my leadership with a wisely planned transition. I can’t change the past, but I can ensure that I handle future opportunities with greater wisdom and grace. I pray I do so.

Have a great week, my friends!

 

Chapter-a-Day 2 Chronicles 24

But after the death of Jehoiada things fell apart. The leaders of Judah made a formal presentation to the king and he went along with them. 2 Chronicles 24:17 (MSG)

It was in February of 1981 that my life changed forever. That was when my journey truly began. The initial steps were a short trek down an aisle to publicly profess my faith that Jesus was exactly who He said He was, and my decision to lay down my life, pick up my cross, and follow Him.

It’s hard to describe in words, but everything was different when I woke up the next morning. My faith was no longer just following the imprint of my parents and grandparents. I wasn’t simply and blindly following the tradition of my family. I had made my own decision. I stepped out on my own path; set out on my own faith journey following Jesus wherever He might lead me [cue sound: “What a long, strange trip it’s been…”].

As I read the story of Joash, the boy king, and Jehoiada the priest, I find it interesting how quickly Joash turned to idolatry after Jehoiada’s death. The story is quite explicit in saying that Joash followed God throughout Jehoiada’s lifetime. I get the sense that Joash wasn’t walking his own faith journey. He wasn’t following God. He was following Jehoiada.

Over the years I’ve observed others who appear to trek to church because it was simply how they were raised. Sunday morning became part of some imprinted routine along with getting up at the same time each morning and having meatloaf for dinner on Thursdays.

Today, I’m thankful for those first baby steps of faith. I’m thankful for my own personal relationship with Jesus. I’m thankful for the journey of a lifetime following Him.

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