for December, 16, 2017
Texts: Psalm 16:5-11, Luke 2:1-10
A
couple of weeks ago I headed into the bedroom. It was probably 10:30.
I was beat. I was thinking only of sleep. Karin was already in bed,
reading her Bible. I dropped my head on the pillow, closed my eyes
and headed off to oblivion.
A
couple of minutes pass. I'm almost asleep. But Karin interrupts. “Why
do you think God chose the shepherds for the angels to visit?” I
tired ignoring her, but it didn't work. She was wide awake with
excitement about the story of angel choirs and shepherds.
Shepherds
lived at the bottom of the social pyramid of the time. They were at
the bottom of the social ladder. Nobodies. Angels interrupted their
night. Gleaming, dazzling angels. Singing Joy to the World. How cool
was that? How wonderful?
Karin
couldn't sleep thinking of the wonder of that fantastic encounter.
And she wouldn't let me sleep because the magic of the story was too
rich to be enjoyed alone. So she peppered me with hypothetical
questions—why did God do that? What did I think the shepherds
thought? What kind of faith did the shepherds have? What did I think
of the shepherds? Why did God choose these guys to receive this
heavenly favor?
I
grunted one-syllable answers to her theological ponderings. Trying to
give her a hint. Finally, I promised I would check on the shepherds
in the morning, but for now, I insisted, I was going to sleep.
The
next morning I did check in on the shepherds. In the freshness of
dawn I pondered the message of this sweet, beautiful story.
That
night there were shepherds staying in the fields nearby, guarding
their flocks of sheep. Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among
them, and the radiance of the Lord's glory surrounded them. They were
terrified, but the angel reassured them. "Don't be afraid!"
he said. "I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all
people. Luke 2:8-10 NLT (Accessed through Blue Letter Bible.com)
After
a few more words of explanation, this single angel was joined by a
vast choir singing,
"Glory
to God in the highest, and on earth peace to those with whom God is
pleased." Luke 2:14
When
God steps into our world, it is good news, it is an occasion of joy.
A
little later in this same passage in the Gospel of Luke, we read that
Mary and Joseph went to the temple in Jerusalem to dedicate Jesus
when he was six weeks old. While they were there, two old people came
up to them. One was Anna, a very old widow.
She
had been told about this baby in a vision. She came into the temple
and headed straight for the Holy Family. I imagine her taking the
baby in her arms and cooing and ahhing over this beautiful baby,
checking out his tiny fingers, examining his cheeks and nose and
lips, stroking his forehead.
She
was in an ecstasy of joy. Finally, reluctantly, she returns the baby
to Mary and shuffles out of the temple to spread the news. He has
arrived. The Messiah has been born. Our thousand-year-old hopes are
turning into concrete reality. It's happening!
We
can see the sparkle in her eyes, we can hear the excitement in her
voice.
The
Jesus story is happy story. The Jesus mission is the creation of joy.
The story of the birth is tidings of great joy. And this is our
foundational story. We are people of the happy story.
One
test of the authenticity of our Christianity is the presence of joy.
Does our faith make us happy? Does our faith help us make others
happy? Righteousness leads to joy.
In
the ancient story of Job, Job complained that he had been treated
unjustly by God. He suffered disaster and catastrophe that were
completely undeserved, in fact, Job protested, they were the opposite
of what he deserved. At one point in his complaint, Job lists the
marks of his righteousness. One of the definitive marks of his
righteousness is this:
I
assisted the poor in their need
and
the orphans who required help.
I
helped those without hope, and they blessed me.
And
I caused the widows’ hearts to sing for joy.
Job
29:12-13
What
does it mean to be righteous? To create joy in the lives of others,
especially the poor and needy. This is the authentic Christian
connection of the gift-giving at Christmas time. The point of the
gifts to create joy in the lives of others. And naturally when we
work joy in the lives of others, it has a reflex effect on us.
Wednesday
night I was sitting at the kitchen table doing my year-end giving. I
was going through my list of favorite charities, sending fifty
dollars here, a hundred there. In the great scheme of things my few
dollars will not do much, but it was a great joy to sit at my
computer and spread the joy. I imagined my dollars doing a little
something to make the world better, to ease the challenges of a widow
in Bangladesh or a student in India. I imagined my dollars helping to
protect some of my favorite wild places. Giving made me happy.
Terri
has helped us as a congregation connect with some special families at
Greenwood Elementary School which is located just two and a half
miles from where we sit. Most of these families are immigrants,
people who have landed here among us fleeing unimaginable danger or
crushing poverty. Life where they used to live was so bad that a life
of poverty and hard work in Seattle was worth going half the world
away from home.
Many
of us have given money to help ensure the children of these families
have enough to eat during the holidays. Your dollars will create joy
among those who receive them. Your giving has already created joy in
your own hearts. That's how we are made. When we water the souls of
others our own souls are watered.
Joy
to world. Joy to you. Joy to them. This is the religion of the baby
Jesus. This is our religion.
Some
years, when my girls are home, they go on a baking spree. The kitchen
is turned into a factory of joy. They make batch after batch of
cookies and bars and other confections. They discuss the various
neighbors they are baking for. The Poiriers, the Popkes, Peggy,
Louise, Jim and Connie, MaryAnn and Don. Who is allergic to nuts? Who
likes blackberries.
They
are not merely making cookies, they are manufacturing joy. Their own
joy in giving. The joy of others in receiving. This whole business of
giving and receiving takes us to the heart of the Gospel. This is the
central meaning of the Christmas story.
God
in Christ gave us heaven's best. In the giving God tasted
unfathomable joy.
And
we who receive the gift?
We
are filled with joy.
Joy
to the world. Joy to you and me.
The
very essence of Christmas is the manufacture of joy.
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