For the grace
of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all.
You may
have noticed this evening that I have not worn my usual classy footwear. I have chosen to wear my comfortable slippers.
I have not hurt my feet; my feet are not cold; and I was not being lazy. It actually took a lot of chutzpa to set
aside the shiny leather high heeled shoes that I would usually wear to
Christmas Eve Service– the shoes that make me feel good about myself, my
persona; shoes that have a certain power that imbues the wearer. Shoes that say, “this person is put
together,” “this person is someone,” “this person is important.” Tonight, I have set all that aside and worn
warm, cozy slippers.
I am comfortable.
I am not
comfortable.
Christmas
Eve is a night we come to this space and expect comfort. There is the comfort
of having family sitting beside us. The
comfort of familiar words, stories, promises. We are embraced by the comfort of
twinkling lights, warm candle light; a break from the frets, the hustle and
bustle of the world. We are comforted by
traditions and rituals; the sharing of the sacred meal. Comfort comes in the
lilt of the scripture readings, For unto
us is born this day in the city of David, a Saviour who is Christ the Lord; we
share the same lilt in the array of
Christmas carols sung together, oft from memory. Tucked in our pews with the glow of Christmas
on our faces, we are comfortable.
We are
comfortable for the moment.
When we
wake up tomorrow morning, or perhaps if we are fortunate a few days down the
road; the comfortable feeling disappears.
In our own ways we return to discomfort, to mediocre, to just making it
by. Being in the world means confronting
the world; living, means wrestling with everything that makes us human – and this is uncomfortable.
This isn’t
a night of comfort. Jesus’s birth story is full of drama. Joseph and Mary have broken the law, either
having had relationships before they should have, or Joseph harboring a woman
who should be cast aside to death (along with the child) for getting pregnant
by someone else. These criminals have
nowhere to stay, and hunker in a barn to birth a baby. The baby is wrapped in a swaddling cloth- the
cloth meant for Mary’s burial, worn as a shawl during her lifetime. During the
night the lowest of the low come to visit, unclean shepherds; surely quite a
commotion. Later on, down the road, the couple sets off for Egypt as refugees,
fleeing from a King who wishes to put an end to this child and does so by
ridding the region of all infants by murdering all under two years of age. This
is not a night of comfort!
Christmas
carols reflect comfort and the not so comfy. Carols are filled with images of
angels, and light; hope, joy, lilting tunes.
Taking a closer look at the language – so called happy songs, songs of
comfort, nostalgia – speak of sin, death, sorrow. Many carols have far more verses than printed
in the hymnal, verses that talk about the specifics of God’s radical gift,
radical grace, radical love, that of Jesus’s death. Death….and then the promise
life – with the baby of tonight becoming Saviour and Redeemer.
This is
anything but comfortable.
We hear in
the Gospel birth narratives of angels appearing to Mary, to Joseph; we hear of
worshiping shepherds, costly gifts of frankincense, gold, and myrrh. We hear comforting words, words that suggest
Mary found comfort, and Mary treasured
these things in her heart. Mary would draw on this reserve in coming years,
as she watched her son grow, preach, teach, and gruesomely die at the hands of
the Romans.
We
treasure nights like this, the comfort of the Good News, for we know that times
are coming when darkness threatens to overwhelm. We come to find comfort to strengthen the
heart: for when a father or spouse dies unexpectedly, when separated from loved
ones by circumstance or situations outside of our control; when facing illness,
needing to move into a care facility, experiencing job loss, waiting for
children to find their way; when caught in the cross fire of war, fleeing for
one’s life, doing whatever it takes to protect loved ones; living with
consequences of poor choices; accidents and incidents of life that accumulate.
In a
sense, tonight we are stockpiling a resource depot to provide strength and
comfort for our time amidst the uncomfortableness of being human and the
messiness of being in relationships.
For the grace
of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all, training us to
renounce impiety and worldly passions, and in the present age to live lives
that are self-controlled, upright, and godly
I
appreciate the reading from Titus. Yes,
I know it doesn’t sound like the comfortable Christmas we came to hear about.
It is Titus’s words, however, that are the pinnacle of why tonight is
important. One Bible translation of this passage has given it the title: Transformation
of life. This is the comfort and the discomfort confronting us this evening.
The letter
is written to a leader in the early Christian community who is forming a church
on Crete. The letter sounds like a Greco-Roman household code of the time – an
ethic to follow to bring order to individual houses and together stabilize the
society. Basic directions are given to a culture who had found itself living with
a lack of human decency. The scripture is more than a basic human ethic – there
is more comfort and discomfort to be found.
For the grace
of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all, training us to
renounce impiety and worldly passions, and in the present age to live lives
that are self-controlled, upright, and godly,
while we wait
for the blessed hope and the manifestation of the glory of our great God and
Savior, Jesus Christ.
Comfort.
And
discomfort, wearing your slippers in the world---- where people wonder how or
why you have hope and wait for a promise, thousands of years old, yet to come
to fruition. We have neighbours,
friends, and even family members who wonder why church, why tonight, why
ever? What is this faith? People who tell us they, that we, can be good
people without God, without God’s radical gift.
The longer I
live, as my experiences multiply, as my relationships deepen, as I have access
to more news than is good for my psyche, the darkness creeps in ever more
quickly. The world is frightening and
overwhelming. My cache of comfort
includes the stories of Jesus, beyond tonight, stories wherein the Gospel makes
the comfortable uncomfortable, and the uncomfortable comfortable. The Gospel doesn’t acquiesce to culture, rather,
Jesus confronts societal structures and institutions turning them completely upside
down, and shakes the conceptions of individuals turning many to a changed,
transformed life. The Gospel proclaims that God’s economy is different;
abundant and radical!
Comfort for
some. Discomfort for others.
For the grace
of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all, training us to
renounce impiety and worldly passions, and in the present age to live lives
that are self-controlled, upright, and godly,
while we wait
for the blessed hope and the manifestation of the glory of our great God and
Savior, Jesus Christ.
He it is who
gave himself for us that he might redeem us from all iniquity and purify for
himself a people of his own who are zealous for good deeds.
Tonight,
changes everything. Everything is
transformed. Because God’s gift of grace
was born in a stable, because God became incarnate in Jesus… because radical
grace has already occurred, we live in hope of the fulness of grace yet to
come. God – Immanuel- empowers us to live in ways that we can not of our own
accord. Divine grace gives us the experience, the feelings we have tonight of
comfort, to carry into a dark and weary world the light and love and peace we
share here. Because of the experience of God’s radical love -- the feelings we
leave here with --- we are called tonight to be expressions of the gracious
self-sacrificing God whom we profess; to live zealously from the divine grace in
which we take comfort.
Tonight,
I pray that you leave here, comfortable to wear your heart on your sleeves and
in your actions. Wear faith like a pair of comfortable slippers, so comfortable
in relationship with God, that you go to the ends of the earth to have
relationship with others; knowing and accepting it will mean being in the
uncomfortable places – like wearing slippers to a fancy dinner, a wedding; to
work, to a funeral. Be radical in love. Radical in grace that dispels darkness.
For the grace
of God has appeared, bringing salvation to all
Christmas morning.Cold and raining outside, but looking forward to a relaxing, simple breakfast as we take time to open gifts and reflect. Rejoice. Thank God for all we have been given. Your words brought me comfort and hope for the months to come. Merry Christmas, Kimber!
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome Heather! Hope to see you in coming weeks.
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