A reflection on the readings for Christmas 1: Luke 2:41-52 by the Rev. Margaret Rose
By the time Christmas 1 rolls around, I confess that I am
ready for something new.
This year,
especially, at least on the East Coast of the US, it was a year of trying to
make sense of all that has happened, of trying to see where our faith fits,
where God engages, and where the incarnation makes sense. Over the email airwaves there were multitudes
of sermons about Hurricane Sandy and most especially about the killings at
Sandy Hook School in Newtown Connecticut.
Where was God? How could God let
this happen? All the questions which
return to us in the face of evil or
tragedy or the incomprehensibly destruction of too many lives. There were wonderful reflections from across
the religious spectrum. And one of the
best came from Maureen Dowd in an editorial in the New York Times on December
26. ( You can find it on line, called
Why, God?) A priest friend of hers
suggested that the meaning of the incarnation really has to do with human
beings’ call to be love’s presence in
the world. That is who Jesus was and
that is who we are called to be. My own
thoughts on Christmas Eve were similar.
That is, that in the face of life’s joys and sufferings, good and evil,
what we have is the promise of God’s presence with us—Emmanuelle. It is not a zapper God who fixes things, or
who holds the puppet strings of the world, or who rewards us when we are “good”
or punishes us when we are bad. God is a
god of presence. And as the priest said,
often experienced through other people. God’s promise is “I will be with you, even to
the end of time.”
Often we know this and have glimpses of that promise,
especially when we are most in need,
when there is only God to cling to. And those who reach out to us in our circle of love and community. Or even strangers as has been the case this
year with Sandy and Newtown.
My wish for something new was really a desire to move out of
my thoughts,out of trying to make sense of everything, away from words or even
the deep spiritual work that is this
season. I am ready to get back to the
routine, I suppose, back to the work of everyday. In fact to the business that the incarnation
calls us toward.
In Luke’s Gospel we
have the wonderful story of Mary and Joseph heading to Jerusalem for the
Passover. Upon their return, traveling
with many from Nazareth, Mary and Joseph
lose Jesus in the crowd and
discover that he has stayed behind. They go back to the city and find him teaching in the temple. Luke’s version has Jesus say that he must be
in his father’s house. Others, and the
one I remember from childhood, was Jesus
replying to his parents, “Don’t you know
I must be about my Father’s
business.” Such a response would be no surprise to any
parent of an adolescent today. And I
certainly wonder how Joseph must have felt.
But for us perhaps it is the message of what is next.
As I think about this
text assigned for Christmas 1, it seems that this is the “something new”. It is
time now to get back to business.
Not perhaps the routine of life,
but rather the business that God has called us to as we live into the reality
of the Incarnation, of God with us. It is, as Dr. Howard Thurman wrote in his familiar poem
which I leave with you as the reflection for this Sunday:
The Work of Christmas
When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among brothers,
To make music in the heart.
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among brothers,
To make music in the heart.
May we look with hope toward 2013 with God ‘s promise of
Emmanuelle and the work of Christmas before us.
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