What a
year—2015 is almost in the books. It is
time for Christmas. Merry Christmas!
Those words
seem to offend some folks these days. I have
surely offended people all year long with my language.
God loves you. Love one another.
God is love.
Jesus is Lord!
Come home. Ye who are weary come home, as well as those
who are lazy or just disconnected. Come
home!
I tried to
push the boundaries of offending some for the sake of the gospel.
Remember, the yellow side goes out on the DISCONNECT NOTICE.
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only
son that whoever would believe in him shall not perish but have everlasting
life.
This is the
epitome of love. This is love poured out
full strength from God’s heart.
This is love: not
that we loved God, but that he loved us and
sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.
We are told
as we get near the end of the age that the love of many will grow cold.
People will gather around them only those who will speak things that
they want to hear.
I am
wondering if we have not arrived at this point in time. It seems that we cannot have a simple
conversation without someone being offended.
If you want to really offend them, bring up God and Jesus.
OMG!
OMG! OMG! I think I have offended someone.
Are they OK?
What do you mean?
Did they
grow a third arm or do they have a sucking chest wound because you offended
them?
Well no. They’re just offended.
Then get on
with your life!
We love the
liberty of living in a nation that values free speech and yet we get bent all
out of sorts when something that somebody says offends us in some way. I think if you are easily offended, then you
might want to get a visa to a country where there is no free speech for your
own personal safety.
What does
all of this have to do with Christmas?
We have good
news of great joy. We don’t need to be
keeping that to ourselves. And we don’t
need a three page legal brief to precede our Merry Christmas that we post online. We need to be happy in who we are.
We are
people who belong to Christ. He is our
Master. He is our Lord. We are his.
If you want, you can call us Christians.
We belong to the Christ. We
follow the Christ.
Oh by the
way, we are not required by law or regulation or some verse in Leviticus to
beat up on people who say, Happy Holidays.
They may not know it, but they are just saying the modern day equivalent
of Happy Holy Days.
I wonder if
anyone in Canada gets offended if you say, Happy
Boxing Day?
Two thousand
years ago events were set in motion that caused men who lived under the rule of
the Roman Empire to return to their hometown to be registered. It was a census if you will. Caesar Augustus was going to make sure he got
all the tax that he thought he was due.
Good ole Caesar formerly known as
Octavian Augustus was acting like a one man IRS.
Nobody was
going to fly under the radar. Everyone
was to be registered. So Joseph and very
pregnant Mary headed off to the City of David.
We know it as Bethlehem.
When you
think of this story, we all probably wonder the same thing. What about those people who were born at
sea? Where did they go to register? It surely wouldn’t have been very many. Today, we would also have to account for
those who have been born in airborne transit.
If I lived
in the Roman world 2000 years ago and my wife had a baby at sea, we would have
named that child Taxus Exemptus.
We would not
be talking about many people, and it doesn’t have any bearing on the story, but
inquiring minds want to know.
You know the
story. There was no room at the
inn. So the young couple found
themselves in a stable, maybe it was a cave with some protection. It was surely the next best thing that the
innkeeper could offer them.
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among
us. Jesus Christ was born.
The story
jumps to some shepherds who were tending their flocks. It was night.
Yes, they had to work Christmas Eve and Christmas. The truth be known, they probably had to work
on Boxing Day as well.
The angel
appears and they are afraid. The angel
tells them not to be afraid for they have come with good news.
The angel
describes a baby wrapped up to keep warm and then a host of angels comes and
sings.
“Glory to
God in the highest,
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”
This was
surely not your regular night out with the flock.
Some of
the shepherds went to see for themselves.
Things were just as described.
Mary treasured all of what had transpired in her heart.
The
shepherds departed singing praises to God.
And
that’s the Christmas story, short and sweet; except, I glossed over one part
too quickly.
Then the angel said to them, Do not be afraid, for
behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people.
The angel brought good
news of great joy.
Good news and great
joy—are these still a part of our Christmas?
Do the words, For there is born to you this day in the
city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord, bring us joy—even great
joy?
This much much more
important than whether we say Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays.
Do the words, For there is born to you this day in the
city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord, bring us joy—even great
joy?
Does Christmas bring us
great joy?
Or does it bring us stress
and frustration and credit card debt?
The time set aside that we
call Advent is for us to get ready for Christmas. Getting ready is not so much snagging the
best Black Friday or Cyber Monday deal possible. It is about anticipating the joy that was
sent to us. It is about preparing our
hearts for this wonderful celebration.
It is about God revealing
his divine heart in a babe born in a manger.
It is about what Billy
Graham described as the Greatest Story Ever Told. Does this story bring us joy?
Do we understand the words
that we have been saying all month long?
For unto
us a Child is born,
Unto us a Son is given;
And the government will be upon His shoulder.
And His name will be called
Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Unto us a Son is given;
And the government will be upon His shoulder.
And His name will be called
Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
God is making everything
alright, better than alright. God is
pouring our his love in this baby born in Bethlehem and our response should be
joy.
We sing Joy to the World:
Joy to the World , the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.
Do we who know Jesus as
our Lord and as our King have joy? Do
you remember the second verse in this song?
It talks about the entire creation repeating the sounding joy.
Repeat the sounding
Joy. Repeat the sounding Joy. Repeat, Repeat the sounding joy!
Does Christmas bring us
joy or do we just try to get through it?
More than anything we say,
the joy that exudes from us will say Merry
Christmas and Happy Holy Days,
even more than our careful lexicon selections.
The angel said, I bring
good news of great joy.
It’s still good news and
it should bring us great joy.
If the world or your
circumstances or the crisis of the day is robbing you of your joy well then Bah Humbug on the joy robbing.
Sometimes picking up your
cross and following Jesus seems pretty tough, but celebrating Christmas should
be a time of joy.
The angels delivered
wonderful news. The shepherds knew to
rejoice and sing praises to God.
We know it too. So let us go into the world celebrating
Christmas with great joy for we have received the good news.
We have received the good
news of great joy!
Amen.
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