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FAITH AND POLITICS

12/29/2019

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Matthew 2:13-23
Now after they [the Magi]  had left, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, "Get up, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there until I tell you; for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him."  Then Joseph got up, took the child and his mother by night, and went to Egypt, and remained there until the death of Herod.  This was to fulfil what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet, "Out of Egypt I have called my son."

When Herod saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, he was infuriated, and he sent and killed all the children in and around Bethlehem who were two years old or under, according to the time that he had learned from the wise men.  Then was fulfilled what had been spoken through the prophet Jeremiah:
   "A voice was heard in Ramah,
       wailing and loud lamentation,
    Rachel weeping for her children;
     she refused to be consoled, because they are no more."
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When Herod died, an angel of the Lord suddenly appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt and said, "Get up, take the child and his mother, and go to the land of Israel, for those who were seeking the child's life are dead."  Then Joseph got up, took the child and his mother, and went to the land of Israel.  But when he heard that Archelaus was ruling over Judea in place of his father Herod, he was afraid to go there.  And after being warned in a dream, he went away to the district of Galilee.  There he made his home in a town called Nazareth, so that what had been spoken through the prophets might be fulfilled, "He will be called a Nazorean."
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Today is the Sunday after Christmas.  This past week we heard all the stories of the birth of the Child – the loving parents, the worshipping animals, and angels singing.  Today’s story is an abruptly different story – one of violence and grief and horror.  It’s a hard jolt to hear this story today after all the sweetness of the past few days, and yet, this is the more familiar reality for much of our world.

It is also slightly out of order chronologically.  This story begins just as the Magi, the Three Wise Men, have come and gone – on their way back to their distant home, sneaking away without speaking to Herod again.  But chronologically those Magi haven’t arrived yet.  Their story is found in Matthew just prior to today’s reading but we’ll get to it in the readings next Sunday.   I guess the plan of those who put the readings together is to keep this first week focused on the baby Jesus and not his visitors.

As I said, it’s a sad story and one we’d rather not listen to today – or at all – but it’s important for us to recognize and remember that Jesus’ entire life was lived under a hostile and violent regime.

Herod was “King” in Judea, but only as a vassal under the real rulers, the Romans.  His family had for several generations been political operatives under the Romans who had conquered the area under Julius Caesar.   Because the family had always done their work well, Herod was rewarded with the title of King in Judea.  Aside from being a good political lackey he did possess some convoluted lineage that technically placed him as a descent of King David, thereby sort of qualifying him as a legitimate king.  This was supposed to make him more acceptable to the Jewish people.

He was also married to a daughter of the high priest.  This gives us an idea of how deeply the priesthood at this time was invested in the Roman political power structure – they too were allowed to rule in power and wealth just as long as they stayed on the Romans’ good side.

The story of the Slaughter of the Innocents, as it is known, has no historical backing of any kind.  It is considered dubious at best by almost all qualified scholars.  Not only is it not found in any secular history but there is no hint of it anywhere else in scripture – just this one story in Matthew.  It is possible that the story originated in the apparently true story of Herod murdering his two nephews to remove them as rivals – a story that became garbled and expanded into the one we just read.

Whatever the truth of the story, we do know that the ruling forces were well aware, as were the poor, that a prophecy existed that a child would one day be born who would break the shackles of the poor and overset the powerful.  When three important visitors from another country showed up, announcing that this child had apparently been born, we can well understand the consternation and fear that the powerful felt.  In a culture of merciless violence it is not hard to believe they would lash out in mindless slaughter.

One of the scholars I researched in preparing this message, Kathryn Matthews, reminds us that it is important that we note here that nowhere does the story suggest that the slaughter was God’s idea.  God did not decree that those babies must die in order that Jesus might be glorified later.  We are familiar with hearing the phrase, "All this took place to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet," but here Matthew makes a point of telling us that it was only after Joseph and his family had fled, only after the Magi had tricked Herod and snuck home without returning to report to him – only “...then was fulfilled what had been spoken through the prophet Jeremiah” that there was wailing and loud lamentation for the murdered children.

There are a couple of smaller points in this story that are interesting.  The first is that it three times refers to Joseph receiving messages in dreams, something I don’t recall hearing discussed much in the past.  The second is that the ending of this story gives us an explanation of why Mary and Joseph left Bethlehem where they had been living since the child’s birth and returned to Nazareth in Galilee where Jesus ended up being raised.

More disturbing are the similarities between then and now.  Though we refer to Matthew’s story as the Slaughter of the Innocents, an actual estimation of two-year old males in that area at that time suggest maybe seven children may have been killed.  Still horrible but not the wholesale slaughter we’ve been led to believe.  All because of one man’s fear of being supplanted as king.

In the past year, here in the U.S., seven children – that we know of – have died in ICE custody.  All because of one sick old man’s terror of people of color and their supposed germs.

Some people would say that bringing this up in church is just politics and doesn’t belong here.  I disagree.  I don’t call this politics, I call it simple decency.  I call it right and wrong.   I call it following Jesus.

In 2019 the US took just shy of 70,000 children away from their parents and locked them in cages or, in some cases, put them in foster care all over the country and then proceeded to “lose” the records of what we did with them.  In the case of seven of these children we let them die. 

These are not criminals.  These are people who were fleeing murder in their own countries.  Imagine how our scripture story would be different if Joseph and Mary, fleeing death threats against their child at home, were stopped at the border of Egypt and Jesus taken away from them and all of them put into cells and they never saw Jesus again.

This isn’t politics, I call it flat-out evil and against all that Jesus sought to teach us about loving and caring for each other.  I firmly, absolutely believe Jesus would be and is completely against such actions.

We cannot just read scripture as entertaining old stories from long ago when those same stories are being lived out on our nightly news.  I don’t know what to do to “fix” this – except to yell “NO’ long and loudly.  Except to vote as if people’s lives depend on my vote.  They do.  Except to insist on leaders who believe that human beings are more important than money.  They are.  To call forth leaders whose most addictive drug is not power but actual goodness.  They’re out there.

My heart is breaking and I don’t know what else to do except to keep showing up for goodness, for kindness, for the way that Jesus teaches us.  To keep saying “NO” in the face of selfishness and greed...and to keep saying “YES” to Christ’s love.

May we all do better.
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LOVE CAN BE MESSY

12/22/2019

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Matthew 1:18-25

Now the birth of Jesus the Messiah took place in this way. When his mother Mary had been engaged to Joseph, but before they lived together, she was found to be with child from the Holy Spirit. Her husband Joseph, being a righteous man and unwilling to expose her to public disgrace, planned to dismiss her quietly.

 But just when he had resolved to do this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife, for the child conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will bear a son, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins." All this took place to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet:

    "Look, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son,
     and they shall name him Emmanuel," which means, "God is with us."
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When Joseph awoke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him; he took her as his wife, but had no marital relations with her until she had borne a son; and he named him Jesus.
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Today is the fourth Sunday of Advent, the last of our four Sundays leading up to Christmas Day.  Since we will have no Christmas Day/Eve service this year, this will also be our Christmas message.  The theme for today is Love.

Love is what Christmas is all about, so much so that we, as well as the culture around us, often put heavy demands on us to “feel” loving at all times about all things Christmas-y.  And yet, as John Pavlovitz has continually reminded us in our meditations this month, many of us have trouble feeling what we think we are supposed to feel.  Christmas is coming and it’s beautiful, with happy songs and shiny lights everywhere – and yet, some of us are ill, some of us are grieving, many of us are worried, and a lot of us are just plain exhausted by this time.  And that’s because life goes on, Christmas or no.

Today’s reading is a classic example of “life goes on” even when God is in the midst of showing us a miracle.

Joseph and Mary are engaged, but what that means in scripture is very different than what it means for most of us today.  “Engaged” today often means “we’re living together” – with marriage as a “maybe sometime in the future, maybe not” sort of thing.

For Mary and Joseph it meant they were living together – that’s the same –  sort of --  but that was a legal, contracted position, like marriage.  Except they would not have been sleeping together.  For observant Jewish people of this time, this is how it was done.

And so it is a major issue when Mary announces she is pregnant.  What was glorious news to her, was horrible news to Joseph.  What was he left  to think but that his supposedly virginal “wife” was pregnant with someone else’s child?   What he should have done, according to the tenets of his faith, is divorce her and publicly shame her as an adulterous woman.

But Joseph was also a good man who was undoubtedly hurt by this news – he may have loved Mary – but he still didn’t want to shame her.  The miracle we will be celebrating this week had a messy beginning – as real life usually does.  This was an occasion that truly required love – especially since it was messy, painful love – but love is here in the midst of the mess.

Do you remember the story of another Joseph – Joseph of the many-colored robe, sold into slavery in Egypt by his jealous brothers?  This Joseph escaped his slavery through his ability to read dreams and became a rich, important man by interpreting Pharaoh’s dreams.

Well, the Joseph of our story today could read dreams as well, and when an angel appeared to him in a dream and explained the story of Mary’s pregnancy, he listened and understood and stayed faithfully with Mary and raised her child, Jesus.

This is a story of love and caring that had many messy times along the way and we don’t know what words were spoken but we know that the actions spoke clearly about the love that was always there.

Love is not all sweet words.  More often than not, love speaks loudest through a hand held in times of fear or sorrow, or a hug, or a smile, or food given when someone is hungry, even if the giver looks a little grumpy while the offer it.  Sometimes love speaks best with just a simple acknowledgment of another’s right to personhood and dignity and their own feelings.

The story of love that begins at Christmas opens with a child almost born in shame and progresses through a cast of extremely ordinary people – some fisherfolk, a despised Samaritan, a Roman soldier, lepers, a schizophrenic, tax collectors – all those generally seen as unclean – undeserving of love. 

And yet Jesus loved them.  Just as Jesus loves us, even when we are often "unworthy" ourselves.  And this is the story of Christmas – that the love of God for God’s people was born incarnate—in human flesh -- and lived with us – not with the wealthy and powerful, but with us – just ordinary people.  As one of our daily readings earlier this week reminds us
  • God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. God chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—and the things that are not—to nullify the things that are...   (1 Cor.1:27-29)

“Love one another” is what this Christmas child grown to adulthood would tell us all one day.  “Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another,” -- no ambiguity, no wiggle room, just “do it.”

In the last few weeks we’ve gone through Hope and Peace and even Joy, but without Love none of these will ever come to the fullness God intends for creation.
Love came down at Christmas,
Love all lovely, Love Divine,
Love was born at Christmas,
Star and Angels gave the sign.
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Worship we the Godhead,
Love Incarnate, Love Divine,
Worship we our Jesus,
But wherewith for sacred sign?
 
Love shall be our token,
Love be yours and love be mine,
Love to God and all men,
Love for plea and gift and sign.
                        (Christina Rossetti)
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SINGING, LEAPING ... AND WAITING

12/15/2019

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 Isaiah 35:1-10

The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad, the desert shall rejoice and blossom; like the crocus it shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice with joy and singing. The glory of Lebanon shall be given to it, the majesty of Carmel and Sharon. They shall see the glory of the LORD, the majesty of our God.

Strengthen the weak hands, and make firm the feeble knees. Say to those who are of a fearful heart, "Be strong, do not fear! Here is your God. He will come with vengeance, with terrible recompense. He will come and save you."

Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped; then the lame shall leap like a deer, and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy. For waters shall break forth in the wilderness, and streams in the desert; the burning sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water; the haunt of jackals shall become a swamp, the grass shall become reeds and rushes.

A highway shall be there, and it shall be called the Holy Way; the unclean shall not travel on it, but it shall be for God's people; no traveler, not even fools, shall go astray. No lion shall be there, nor shall any ravenous beast come up on it; they shall not be found there, but the redeemed shall walk there.
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And the ransomed of the LORD shall return, and come to Zion with singing; everlasting joy shall be upon their heads; they shall obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away.
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Today is the third Sunday in Advent time – and we are still waiting.

We, as a species, are both very good at waiting – we’ve had a lot of practice over the centuries – and very bad at waiting.  Whether it’s the Hebrew people in exile waiting for God’s promise to manifest itself in their return to their homeland, or children being impatient for Santa Claus to arrive, or all of us, everywhere, waiting for the promise of peace to become a reality in our sorely divided world, we’re not really good at waiting – just practiced.  We’ve had days and years and centuries of being forced to wait – but we still don’t do it gracefully.

Many of us have waited so long that we have trouble still believing in the truth of the promises.  This is true today and it was true centuries ago when the prophet Isaiah was reminding the people in exile to not give up on their hopes, and doing so in language so beautiful and stirring that even today our jaded selves can’t help but feel our hearts lifting.

Last week we read a promise to the creatures of the world that one day they would live side-by-side without fear or harm.  The wolf and the lamb, the calf and the lion, sharing God’s goodness in harmony and peace.  This week that promise is expanded to include not only the creatures of the world, but all creation:
  • The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad, the desert shall rejoice and blossom; like the crocus it shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice with joy and singing.
  • For waters shall break forth in the wilderness, and streams in the desert; the burning sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water; the haunt of jackals shall become a swamp, the grass shall become reeds and rushes.
This is a promise that holds particular meaning for us today in our time of climate crisis – a promise that maybe we haven’t damaged and polluted our earth beyond repair.

But for the earth to be healed it will first be necessary for humans to be healed, and that promise is here as well:
  • Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped; then the lame shall leap like a deer, and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy.

So humankind too will be repaired, made whole again, and here, as with the beasts and the earth itself, there is a joyful extravagance in the promises made:  the animals will not only co-exist in the world in safety, they will snuggle up side-by-side in affection;  the earth will not only be green again but will bloom out in joy and singing; and as for humankind, the lame will not only walk but leap for joy and the speechless not only speak but sing in joyful praise.

The promise tells us that there is still hope for us all, but meanwhile we are still waiting and some days the waiting seems to never end – and that is why Advent comes around every year.  As Kathryn Matthews reminds us:  We Christians hear the promises not only mindful of our longing for healing and restoration but also mindful of what God is already doing in the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. That's why we're celebrating the birth of the baby in the first place.

Just as the lame would dance and the blind see and the speechless sing in the promised day of joy that Isaiah describes, so the lame walked and the blind saw and the speechless praised God when Jesus walked the earth and healed them as a sign of God's promises coming to fulfillment.

Yes, we’re still waiting even while at the same time we paradoxically proclaim that all that Jesus promised us has already come to pass, because the reign of God arrived in all its fullness with the coming of Jesus.  We make this claim because Jesus told us this is so.  in Jesus, the promised time is always now – not yet-to-come but here and now. 

So even as we wait, we have already arrived – we are loved, we are forgiven – not in some far off golden day, but in this time, in this space.  We may need to grow in order to better fit into this “now,” to make it visible to ourselves and to others around us, but I believe the promises of Jesus.

Frederick Buechner, who you know I love to quote, rounds off this 3rd Advent Sunday in the perfect words:  "Joy is home…God created us in joy and for joy, and in the long run not all the darkness there is in the world and in ourselves can separate us finally from that joy…We have God's joy in our blood.”
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IT HELPS TO BE KIND

12/8/2019

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​Isaiah 11:1-2, 6-9    (NRSV)
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A shoot shall come out from the stump of Jesse,
    and a branch shall grow out of his roots.
The spirit of the Lord shall rest on him,
    the spirit of wisdom and understanding,
    the spirit of counsel and might,
    the spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord.
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The wolf shall live with the lamb,
    the leopard shall lie down with the kid,
the calf and the lion and the fatling together,
    and a little child shall lead them.
The cow and the bear shall graze,
    their young shall lie down together;
    and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The nursing child shall play over the hole of the asp,
    and the weaned child shall put its hand on the adder’s den.
They will not hurt or destroy
    on all my holy mountain;
for the earth will be full of the knowledge of the Lord
    as the waters cover the sea.

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​Today is the Second Sunday in Advent and our theme is “peace.”  I don’t know how each one of you would define peace, but there is certainly a variety of options to choose among.  For some it might be quiet, a simple absence of constant surrounding noise.  For others it might be an absence of stress.  For others, security.  I think one definition that might be the choice of a great many of us all around the world would be simply, the cessation of war.  No more war.  No fighting.  No killing.....Peace. 

I think we could all agree that peace is a good thing – a desirable thing – something we want.

The reading we just read is a very peaceful one.  It paints a lovely picture of a world with no more violence – a “peaceful” world for humans and creatures and for the earth itself.  It is an idyllic promise of what the coming Messiah will bring to us, but it says nothing at all about how we will get to this desired outcome.

Change doesn’t come without struggle.  Sometimes actual pain is involved and sometimes, even death.  Even at its best, change is often a messy business, depending on what it is that first requires changing.  In another part of Isaiah, a little further along, we find him relating the coming of peace to the achievement of justice.
  • Then justice will dwell in the wilderness,
        and righteousness abide in the fruitful field.
    The effect of righteousness will be peace,
        and the result of righteousness, quietness, and trust forever.
 
Only when there is justice will there be peace – peace and quietness and trust.  Through all these centuries we have achieved little justice for much of the world, and so there is little peace.

There is a famous line from Patrick Henry’s “give me liberty or give me death” speech, which reads:  “Gentlemen may cry, ‘peace, peace, but there is no peace.’”  I remember learning this line from Henry’s speech, but now I find that he himself was quoting from the prophet Jeremiah:  "They have healed the brokenness of my people superficially, Saying, 'Peace, peace,' But there is no peace.”  A very similar line can be found in Ezekiel, as well.

Even when we move from the Old Testament to the New, while Jesus  makes many promises of peace – My peace I give you, my peace I leave you, for instance – even here there is one of his more puzzling statements:  “Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth; I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.” (Matthew 10:34)  Peace, it appears, often has to be fought for.

Peace has been longed for and prayed for these thousands of years – and still we have no peace.  So why are we talking about it here on this Second Sunday of Advent?  Perhaps for the same reason we talked about Hope last week.  Hope is an unfinished business and we, sitting right here, have a role to play in bringing it closer to reality.

In the same way, peace is an unfinished business, and here also we all have a role to play.  We are unlikely to prove instrumental in changing the actions of  world leaders – although we certainly can play a part in choosing who those leaders will be.  But, as usually comes out when we have this sort of discussion, we can play a part in bringing justice and peace to those who may be all around us every day.

Since we’re reading John Pavlovitz for our daily meditation this year, and I’m also reading one of his books, you can expect to hear a lot from him through these weeks.

There is one piece, in Hope and Other Superpowers, that really struck me when I first read it, and I have been re-reading it almost every day since, just to remind myself of it.  In this part of his book he is speaking about un-sung heroes – those who may not look at all heroic but who are facing severe challenges every day and yet they keep going. 

He says, “...we are at any given moment surrounded by throngs of people who, despite what we know about their roads or their pasts or their intentions, are trying as hard as they can to figure it all out and to keep it together, with varying degrees of success or failure.  You and I are living with, working alongside, driving past and waiting in line with hurting, scared, persistent, heroically courageous people who have seen and endured and survived nightmares we can’t imagine, and we should approach each of them with awe and reverence.”

Let me repeat that last part: “You and I are living with, working alongside, driving past and waiting in line with hurting, scared, persistent, heroically courageous people who have seen and endured and survived nightmares we can’t imagine, and we should approach each of them with awe and reverence.”

Even if we know someone’s traumas, unless we’ve faced the same situations ourselves, we still don’t know, and we still can’t fix them.  What we can and must do is love them, and respect them, and allow them to be themselves, offering help if ever that is a workable option, and offering acceptance if help doesn’t help.

This, it seems to me, is at the heart of our centuries long search for both justice and peace.  And this, I believe, is the peace we are offered this Sunday in Advent, because this peace lies at the heart of all peace, all justice.

As I read recently in a fb meme – “You will never look into the eyes of someone God does not love.  Always be kind.”  Maybe it truly is as simple as that.  It worked for Jesus.

May you make peace and live in peace this Advent season and always.

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WE'RE STILL WAITING (MAYBE GOD IS TOO)

12/1/2019

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Isaiah 2:1-5     (First Sunday in Advent)
The word that Isaiah son of Amoz saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem.
In days to come the mountain of the Lord's house
   shall be established as the highest of the mountains,
   and shall be raised above the hills;
   all the nations shall stream to it.
Many peoples shall come and say,
   "Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord,
       to the house of the God of Jacob;
    that he may teach us his ways
       and that we may walk in his paths."
For out of Zion shall go forth instruction,
   and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.
He shall judge between the nations,
   and shall arbitrate for many peoples;
they shall beat their swords into ploughshares,
   and their spears into pruning-hooks;
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more.

O house of Jacob, come,
   let us walk in the light of the Lord!
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We’re still waiting.

Every year when Advent rolls around we tell ourselves that we are waiting for the birth of the Christ-Child into our oh-so-messy world.  We’re waiting.  We’ve been waiting a very long time.

So why, if we’ve waited all this time, has nothing ever seemed to arrive? Perhaps we’re waiting for the wrong things.

I’m maintained for a long time that sometime when we were young children we got God and Santa Claus all mixed with each other.  It’s easy to see how a child could do that.  Big old man with a long white beard who lives somewhere far, far away and keeps tabs on us to see if we are being good or bad, and then rewards us when we are good and punishes us when we’re not.  That description would nicely fit many people’s idea of either God or Santa Claus.

It's surely long past time we see God as Santa Claus.

Our job as grown-ups is to disentangle this confusion between the two and take Santa Claus out of the mix when we enter into Advent, but even for those of us who work at being grown-up believers the separation can be hard work.  How often have you prayed and then realized that your prayer unconsciously sounded more like a child’s “wish-list” to Santa?  How often have you caught yourself feeling that you “deserved” something you really pray for because you’ve been so very “good”?   How often have you found yourself a little cranky with God because you asked nicely and God still hasn’t “done” anything in response?

Perhaps we're not seeing who God actually is because Santa is so much easier.

We’re still waiting.

But maybe, instead of spending these four weeks of Advent waiting for something to come to us, we might instead spend them looking into what it is we actually expect to come – and why we believe those things are still coming after 2000 years of waiting.

Take the Nativity narratives, for a start.  The Mark Gospel, which is the first written down of the four, sometime around 70 C.E., doesn’t even have a birth story.  Jesus first appears in Mark as a full grown man stepping out into his adult ministry.

The next gospel written is Matthew’s, written 10 to 15 years after Mark’s, and, while Matthew includes some of the extra stuff around the birth, like the long list of “begats” and the visit of the Magi, it still simply states that Jesus was born – no details, no frills.

The Gospel of John, written 20 years after Mark’s, again has no birth story at all, beginning with an adult Jesus.  Three out of the four gospels focus on the work that he came to do among us, rather than on the fact that he was miraculously born.

It isn’t until Luke’s Gospel account, written close to the year 100 C.E., almost seventy years after Jesus’ crucifixion, that we come upon a full-blown story of his birth, the one with the angel Gabriel announcing the child to come, and shepherds running, and a sky filled with angels singing.  Surely if all these were true, someone would have remembered and  mentioned them sooner?

But this is the version that exists in all our Christmas iconography.  Our idea of Christmas is largely formed by all those paintings and holiday cards featuring a serene Mary, sitting bolt upright just hours after giving birth (I think not) without a hair out of place and surrounded by adorable animals and worshiping kings.

We put our whole Christmas effort into this story, which has so very little space in scripture.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I like the story.  I like the fantasy of the Christmas story, but perhaps while we are enjoying the pretty pictures and the sweet fantasy of it all, we might turn our attention a bit toward the “why” of the whole thing.  Why was Jesus born then and there?  There’s a line in the rock opera Jesus Christ Superstar, where Judas is complaining to Jesus and asks him, “why’d you choose such a backward time and such a strange place?”

It’s a question I’ve always wondered about.  Why occupied Palestine?  Why a non-descript lower-middle-class family?  Why not Rome or Alexandria?  Why not a position of wealth and power?  What is there about Jesus’ story that demanded he be speaking primarily to the powerless and the poor?  Maybe the things relating to the poor and powerless are the very things we should be focusing on?

In an article about Advent that I read recently, the author included this quote from Isaiah 35 where Isaiah called out into the wilderness: God is with us: Energize the limp hands, strengthen the rubbery knees. Tell fearful souls, “Courage!  Take heart!  God is here, right here, on his way to put things right and redress all wrongs.  He’s on his way! He’ll save you!”

Yes, we can still enjoy the beauty of the Christmas story.  But remember, it is a story about what is to come.  Let us at the same time keep our hearts tuned to what is, here and now.  And chief among what is here and now is God—not coming sometime in our future but right here and right now.

As author Sarah Bessey* puts it in her blog post for November 24th: God seeks us out when we are in exile and when we are suffering, when we are callous and cowardly, when we are more concerned with common sense than faithfulness, when we are fearful and arrogant, when we are lost and broken, when we are sad and alone, when we are traumatized and wondering when the light will start to win, when we feel forgotten and bored and insignificant and tired, when we are wounded and when we are the ones who are wounding.

God is with us now and always – in all these ‘what ifs.  God is always here in our midst.  With those limp hands and rubbery knees; in a still occupied Palestine; in the Kurdish homelands; in concentration camps on our own southern border; and sleeping in tents on the sidewalks of our urban centers.  As John Pavlovitz puts it so well in our meditation book this year:  in the low places. 

God is not out there waiting to come to us.  God is there – and here.  And calls us to be here, too.  Present and alive and alert to here and now – this moment, this place – wherever this place may be.

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*  Sarah Bessey, Sarah Bessey’s Field Notes: Does Advent even Matter when the World is on Fire?  November 24, 2019
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