We Need a Little Christmas
A
sermon delivered by Rev. Peter T. Atkinson
December
4, 2016
at
Gordonsville Presbyterian Church, Gordonsville, Virginia
Isaiah 11:
1-9
2
Corinthians 4: 1-12
Let us pray,
Help us to see despite our eyes
Help us to think outside of our minds
Help us to be more than our
lives
For your eyes show the way
Your mind knows the truth
Your being is the life.
Amen.
Therefore, since it is
by God’s mercy that we are engaged in this ministry, we do not lose heart. 2We have renounced the shameful things that one hides; we refuse
to practice cunning or to falsify God’s word; but by the open statement of the
truth we commend ourselves to the conscience of everyone in the sight of God. 3And even if our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are
perishing. 4In their case the god of this world has
blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the
gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God. 5For we do not proclaim ourselves; we proclaim Jesus Christ as
Lord and ourselves as your slaves for Jesus’ sake. 6For it is the God who said, ‘Let light shine out of darkness’,
who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of
God in the face of Jesus Christ.
7 But we have this treasure in clay jars,
so that it may be made clear that this extraordinary power belongs to God and
does not come from us. 8We are afflicted in every way, but not
crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; 9persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; 10always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life
of Jesus may also be made visible in our bodies. 11For while we live, we are always being given up to death for
Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus may be made visible in our mortal flesh.
12So death is at work in us, but life in you.
Coralee has been working on playing one of
my favorite Christmas Songs on the piano. It’s “We Need a Little Christmas.” I
don’t know what it is about that song because it’s one that doesn’t have much
to it, except maybe the catchy kinda campy show tune vibe that it has. . .
which of course appeals to me, because I’m only slightly embarrassed to say
that I am drawn to catchy campy show tunes. And not only does it have the vibe,
but it actually is just a show tune, from the show Mame, and doesn’t have much
done with Christmas anyway, at least not Christmas like we talk about it here
in church. . . it is more of a song that is Hauling out the Holly, the lights,
the decorations, all that commercial stuff that Charlie Brown just doesn’t
understand. I think these lines are the best
So climb down the chimney
Turn on the brightest string of light I've ever seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough
Turn on the brightest string of light I've ever seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough
For I've grown a little leaner
Grown a little colder
Grown a little sadder
Grown a little older
Grown a little colder
Grown a little sadder
Grown a little older
And I need a little angel
Sitting on my shoulder
I need a little Christmas now
Sitting on my shoulder
I need a little Christmas now
Yes we need a little Christmas, and maybe
the tinsel and the fruitcake and lights and presents and stories and Santas,
help us to feel a little younger, and remember the child in ourselves, we get
those warm and fuzzies, we think about all the great memories of Christmas,
like Clark Griswold trapped in the attic watching old videos, every knick
knack, decoration, song, and trinket whisks us back to a Christmas Past full of
amazing memories, that would melt even the heart of the Scroogiest Grinch. But
often the Holiday comes and goes, and in the dreary months of February it seems
far away and we need a little Christmas again, but the Christmas we need isn’t
the one we get each December, not the one only of our past memories, but
instead is filled with the past, the present, and the future, and is the
miracle of the Gift of the Christchild in Bethlehem all those years ago, the
rebirth of the Risen Christ, Raised, Risen, and running wild in our world even
today, and the coming fulfillment of his Coming Again.
And in Advent we take a look at amazing
passages from Isaiah, and we think about what it means to wait for a savior,
and we think about what they were waiting for, what they sought, and what they
desperately needed. I mean the story told throughout the prophets is one of a
nation in decline, both spiritually and existentially, for they were split in
to two parts, and each found themselves surrounded on three sides by huge
powerful empires. The Southern Kingdom of Judah would see the Northern Kingdom
fall, and then they would fall themselves, Jerusalem burned, the people exiled
to the heart of the conquering empire, Babylon. . . then Babylon replaced by
the Persians, The Persians by the Greeks, the Greeks by the Romans. The Jewish
people spread to diaspora, living again as a stranger in their own land,
squeezed and bled by foreign ruler after ruler. In the context of that 600 or
so year history, prophet after prophet comes to spread messages like, Return
Now to God, cast aside those idols or the end is near, or do not allow your
material success to turn your hearts to stone, for you have a responsibility to
justice for the poor among you, or yes my temple has fallen, but never doubt I
am in control, or I will use the Persian king Cyrus to work my miracle, to
restore the temple, or Here you stand with a second chance, this time, when you
regain the land, do not let yourself be turned away from me, do not be tempted
by the idols, or somewhere in the midst of it all. . . I will bring forth my
messiah, my anointed one, he is coming, he will restore my kingdom, he will
bring forth a new covenant, he will be a suffering servant, all ye my sheep
have gone astray, but I will be restoring you this day. And you read those
messages and you know the history, and you can imagine what it would be like
for the poor, occupied, oppressed, paying crippling tax to a foreign
government, and you completely understand what they were looking for in a
savior, what they thought they needed, and why they needed it. When they
gathered and shouted hosanna, which means save us now, it was a scream of
desperation.
It makes you wonder what kind of savior we
are looking for now, here in rich, independent, first world, superpower, United
States of America. Do we even need one? Are we even waiting anymore? Or are we
pretty content? Do the powerful images painted by Isaiah, and Jeremiah, and
Micah and Malachi and others even inspire us anymore? Do they speak to us
still? Do we need Christmas? And if we do, exactly what kind of savior do we
need? What type of savior are we searching for? What type of savior would we
actually accept? Sure, we have riches, but have they turned our hearts to
stone, seeking to amass wealth, save it, hoard it, save ourselves with what we
have. . . Sure we have power, but at what cost, has violence and force, the
implements of war become our hammer, and in such case does everything in the
world now then look like a nail? Sure we have relative comfort, but has our
comfort made us impatient and envious, jealous of our neighbors, competitive
and bitter? Sure we have advancements in technology and have made what many
call progress, but is progress the division we see, the polarization we see,
the out of touch with reality we find ourselves to be, the distance we actually
are from each other, and the isolation we feel because of it. It seems that we
are in a very different place than the people BC people, but we need Christmas
just the same, and Christmas fulfills our needs, fulfills human needs, no
matter what they are, no matter who we are because Salvation is given by God
through Jesus Christ, and Christmas is the symbol of that gate crashing
entrance into our world, again claiming it, and making it his, making us his,
and we desperately need to be.
As I was thinking of a way to get across the
universal need for Christmas and the Salvation that comes into our world
through it, I couldn’t help but think of the old Jeff Foxworthy refrain, you
might be a redneck. . . where he says stuff like. . . If you mow your lawn and
find a car you might be a redneck, or if you’ve ever used an ironing board as a
buffet table, if your daddy walks you to school because you’re in the same
grade. . .they go on and on, it caught wild fire, they made calendars and
everything. I thought it would be fun to think about the types of people these
days who need a little Christmas. And I’m going to try to touch on every single
person that walks this Earth because I know we all do, and I know that our
divisions are part of it, so I’m going to do my best and offend everyone. . .
If you’ve complained because 1. They’ve been
selling Reeses Trees at Walmart since Halloween 2. They’ve been playing
Christmas Music on the Radio since Thanksgiving, or 3. Ever said, it didn’t use
to be this way. . . .
If you’ve already watched Elf
If you’ve had your Christmas Tree up so long
already that the needles are coming off
If your blood pressure went up because you
read a facebook post on your wall by someone you barely know
And if you felt the need to argue with said
almost stranger about their viewpoint
If you did a repost of a Share this if you
love Jesus facebook post promising you blessings in the coming months for doing
so
If you drove by more than one piece of road
kill this morning without feeling anything
If you Can name every Quarterback in the
hall of fame, but can’t remember the name of the person living next door
If you’ve ever watched Dance Moms
If you actually like the song Santa Baby
If you’ve gotten into a debate about whose
lives matter
If you find yourself seeking only news and
information that makes you feel better by proving your agenda correct
If you have a problem with what color the
cups are at starbucks
If you get mad when people say Happy
Holidays
If you get mad when someone says Merry
Christmas
If you’ve ever said that people who don’t
vote can’t complain
If you’ve ever didn’t vote but decided to
complain anyway
If you think that everyone who voted for
Donald Trump is racist
If you don’t think that anyone who voted for
Donald Trump is racist
If you think Trump is going to make America
Great again all by himself. . .
If you think Donald Trump is going to
destroy America all by himself
If you’ve ever allowed an election to cost
you a friendship
If you stand from the pulpit blasting both
wings of the political spectrum wondering why people can’t just get along while
all the time proudly standing safe in the self righteous middle
If you’re
happy or if sad, If you’re lonely, hurt, sick, gluttonous or starving,
thirsty, bitter, angry, lost, found, seeking, ignorant, educated, rich, poor,
Now I know some of these are silly, and
we’ve had fun with them, and I hope I haven’t trivialized our need for
Christmas by enumerating such seemingly small things, but the truth is Jesus by
entering our hearts, offering us salvation, makes a difference with even the
smallest of things because it is about everything even the smallest of details.
. . total transformation. . . he asks us to leave everything behind and follow
him. . . If you think about Isaiah’s promise about the lion and the lamb, both
would need to change, and change utterly. . . It seems our hearts have a long
way to go before we beat those swords into plowshares, but the annunciation has
been made, there is a call from the desert to make the paths straight, and the
star already beckons us. . . and if you open your ears, especially today you
will have heard an angel choir. . . or if you’ve heard something today that
challenged you in some way. . . do not be afraid. . . the geese are getting
fat. . . Black Friday has passed. . . and Christmas is Coming, Salvation is
near.
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