Christmas Eve 2013

Christmas Eve

at Gordonsville Presbyterian Church

by Rev. Peter T. Atkinson

December 24, 2013

5 p.m.

 

Call to Worship

Leader:  This night is born Jesus, Son of God, King of glory.

People:   This night is born to us the root of our joy.

Leader:  How lowly, how gracious is His coming to earth.

People:   His love kindles my love in the joy of his birth.

Unison:  This night was born Jesus Christ, the Lord.  

Special Music                                        "Fum, Fum, Fum"                     CATALONIAN CAROL

 

The Story of Christmas 

Advent

 

Long was the night,

For darkness had covered the face of the Earth.       

The cloud of Sin had hidden God’s light,

From the eyes of His people,

And we had gotten lost in the wilderness.

God had promised, through the prophets,

To send His anointed, a Messiah,

A Light to shine through the darkness,          (Lift Single Candle from behind pulpit)

Restoring the Light to our eyes,

To show us the way out of the wilderness

To our home with Him,

And God does not forget His promises.

 

Now the time has finally come,

For the light of Hope,                                                 (Light the purple candle)

The light of Peace,                                                      (Light the purple candle)

The Light of Joy,                                                        (Light the pink candle)

And the Light of Love,                                              (Light the purple candle)

To shine again in our world,

At long last. 

The Summons

At that time, the Emperor Augustus,

Set forth a decree stating that a census was to be taken,

All people in the Empire must return to their towns to be registered.

Mary’s Betrothed, Joseph, was from the line of David,

So they had to travel from Nazareth to Bethlehem,

The City of David.

So they traveled, together,

To that great city,

With Mary expecting,

And the time for the Holy birth approaching. 

Carol v.1                                        "O Little Town of Bethlehem"                                              ST. LOUIS

Christ is Born 

When they got to Bethlehem,

No room could they find to stay,

Not even in the Inn, for it was full.

They were given shelter in the stable of the Inn,

And the time came, and the baby was born.

Having no bed, nor cradle for the child,

She wrapped him warmly in cloth,

And laid him in a manger. 

Carol v.1                                               "Away in a Manger"                                          AWAY IN A MANGER 

The Shepherds and the Angels

 

Meanwhile, on the hills outside of town,

In the fields,

Where shepherds were living,

Keeping the night’s watch over their flocks,

There came upon them an Angel,

Shining the glory of the Lord around them,

And they were in awe of the sight.

The Angel said,

Fear not, for I bring to you good news,

For this night was born in the city of David,

A savior, a Messiah, the Lord.

Let this be a sign to you,

He will be wrapped in cloth,

And lying in a manger.”

And suddenly the angel was joined

By a multitude,  

A heavenly choir singing,

“Glory to God in the Highest Heaven,

And peace on the Earth.”

 

Special Music                                        "One Angel Sang"                                                      PROSPECT

Soloist: Coralee Atkinson

One Angel Sang

Rev. Peter T. Atkinson 

One angel sang a heavenly tune

That Echoed 'neath the valley moon

He sang of a king, born to save the world

A gift to each little boy and girl. 

Two shepherds heard the holy sound

As they kept watch on rugged ground

Blessed they would be, the joy they felt

Rushed to his side, bowed low and knelt. 

From one then two, to all of us,

The news did spread for us to trust,

Oh hear you today, the joy we sing,

Of Jesus Christ the newborn king. 

 

The Shepherds Run to Bethlehem 

When the angels had gone,

The shepherds said to each other,

“Let’s go to Bethlehem, immediately,

And see this wonder for ourselves.”  

Carol (chorus)                                "Go Tell It on the Mountain"                                             GO TELL IT 

So they went to Bethlehem,

And found Mary, Joseph, and the Child,

Just as they had been told. 

The Wisemen 

In the sky, shone a new star,

And this star was observed by Wise men from the East,

Who came from their homes to pay homage

To the new king, who had been born king of the Jews.

They followed the star, leading them toward Bethlehem,

Bearing with them gifts for the Child,

Of Frankincense, Myrrh, and Gold. 

Carol v.1                                                "We Three Kings"                                               KINGS OF ORIENT 

And the star led them to the place where Jesus lay,

They knelt down, paying homage,

And presenting their gifts to the Child born King. 

Special Music                                      "A Christmas Secret"                                                arr. Mackenzie

 

Lighting the Christ Candle

 

And the light had come into the world, humbly in a manger, visited by Kings and Shepherds, angels, and now each of us. Blessed be the Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen. 

Carol                                                   "What Child is This?"                                             GREENSLEEVES

 

The Message of Christmas 

Gospel Reading                                          John 1:1-14 

1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. ² He was in the beginning with God. ³ All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being ⁴ in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. ⁵ The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.

⁶ There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. ⁷ He came as a witness to testify to the light, so that all might believe through him. ⁸ He himself was not the light, but he came to testify to the light. ⁹ The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world. 

¹⁰ He was in the world, and the world came into being through him; yet the world did not know him. ¹¹ He came to what was his own, and his own people did not accept him. ¹² But to all who received him, who believed in his name, he gave power to become children of God, ¹³ who were born, not of blood or of the will of the flesh or of the will of man, but of God.

¹⁴ And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father’s only son, full of grace and truth. ^[1]

  

Call for Offering 

 The Shepherds, the Wisemen, the Angels, and the animals, began the Holy Christmas tradition of Gift Giving. It is now time for us to continue this sacred tradition by presenting our own gifts to God. May the offering be given and received.

Offertory                                                 "O Holy Night"                                                   A. Adam

Rev. Peter T. Atkinson

The Sacrament of Holy Communion

Invitation to the Table 

Here on Christmas Eve when we celebrate the birth of the child of promise, it is important for us to also remember the great sacrifice that he made for all of us. Therefore we come to the table, the Lord's Table to remember, and not just to remember in our minds, but to experientially remember as Christ has invited us to do, communing with Christ and with each other. This table is the Lord's Table, it is Christ's Table, and any who believe in him are invited. Come not because you must but because you may, come not because you are worthy but because you are not. Come let us share the holy feast.   

Great Prayer of Thanksgiving 

Let us pray. . .

Holy God we come to you in great thanksgiving for the wondrous works that you have done. From the beginning of time, when you created all, bringing light filling up the darkness with the simple speaking of Your Holy Word. And throughout History where you have continually reached out to us, promising us, teaching us, showing us, the amazing vastness of Your love, and especially in the gift of Your Son, Jesus Christ, whose holy and yet humble birth we celebrate tonight. Thank you for the life of Christ, everything that each detail of his holy life shows us about Your love. And we sing with the Angels,

Singing, Holy, holy, holy, glory to god in the Highest

Heaven and Earth are full of Your glory,

Hosanna, in the Highest,

Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord

Glory to God in the Highest. Amen

 

Words of Institution

On the night Jesus was betrayed, in the fullness of time he took bread and broke it, saying this is my body broken for you, take, eat, in remembrance of me.

 

And in the same manner he took the cup saying, this cup is the new covenant sealed in my blood, do this in remembrance of me. For as often as you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord's death until he comes again. These are the gifts of God for the people of God, let us keep the feast.

Sharing of the Bread

Sharing of the Cup 

Prayer after Communion

Let us pray. .  .

Almighty father God, we pray this night for the people who surround us that are hurting, suffering, or are in need. May they find hope, love, joy, an peace on this most holy of nights. May they find sheltering and open arms. May they find the strength of Your holy presence. Bless those here tonight worshiping Your holy name, fill us with the special Joy that the celebration of Christmas brings, may the child in all of us be born anew this night in your love. These things we pray in the name of Christ Jesus, who was born in the lowliest of human humility, and has been raised to sit at Your right hand for all eternity, and who taught us when praying to say. . . Our father. . .

Carol                                          "Angels We Have Heard on High"                                            GLORIA

The World in Darkness

The darkness started in the garden

when humans believed the lie

hiding themselves, and their shame,

in the darkness, choosing darkness           (Begin by extinguishing the candles on pulpit and table)

instead of light,

the darkness began to spread. . .

And it spread quickly,                                         

Envy, jealousy, then murder,                                                     (Extinguish one candle for each sin)

Power, lust, control. . .

Idols. . .

And God reached out

Trying to bring us out of the darkness

Again into the light

Through covenants, promises,

To Noah, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob,

Moses, Joshua, David.                               (Extinguish one candle for each human broken promise)

All broken, for the dark appeal of sin

Was strong in us. . . 

Love was misconstrued as hatred                                                         (Extinguish Candle of Love)

Joy was mired in cynicism                                                                       (Extinguish Candle of Joy)

And Peace seemed impossible                                                             (Extinguish Candle of Peace)

and all hope was dashed.                                                                     (Extinguish Candle of Hope)

 

And the darkness seemed impenetrable,                                          (Spoken in total pitch darkness)

It seemed as if no light could pierce it,
that the darkness would suffocate
the faintest spark of light. . .

The Spreading Light

But at that time, God again showed what his Love truly is. . .    (Light Christ Candle in Darkness)

And a light was born in the darkness,
In the small town of Bethlehem
into the world through a virgin,
betrothed to a carpenter
born in a stable, laid in a manger,
because light is more humble
than the darkness, but stronger by far
and eternal. . .

And the angels called him prince of peace,                                                  (Light Candle of Peace)

for he would make peace again possible,

 

And they sang it to the shepherds                                                                   (Light Candle of Joy)

and they were filled with great Joy

at the wonders that they had seen

And Mary and Joseph understood                                                          (Light the Candle of Love)

the new love that God was bringing into the world 

And the star shown above,                                                                     (Light the Candle of Hope)

 lighting up the night,

 inspiring a hopeful journey

of wise men from the east. 

And with the lights                             (Light the Candles behind pulpit and on Communion Table)

of Peace, Joy, Love, and Hope

all burning, the light could spread. 

Inspiring, teaching, sacrificing,                                  (Light one candle for each of Christ's actions)

sharing, giving, healing, trusting. . .

Truth, Friendship, Charity,                                                            (Light one candle for each virtue)

Relationship, Forgiveness, Humility, and Faith. . .

 

Faith in the possibility, that the kingdom of God is at hand

And that light could not be stopped by the darkness again. . .              (Light the Elder's Candles)
And would now be spread one by one
to all of the waiting world. . .                                                  (Elder's Light Congregation candles)

Carol                                                         "Silent Night"                                                     STILLE NACHT

Benediction

While wandering in darkness you have found a great light, so go out into the world and sing the good news to the rest of the wandering world! Christmas is here, it's true, and it's greatly needed. . . Joy to the World, the Lord has Come, let us join with heaven and nature and sing.

Recessional                                            "Joy to the World"                                                      ANTIOCH

May the Christmas Peace be with all of you!

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^[1]The Holy Bible : New Revised Standard Version. 1989 (Jn 1:1-14). Nashville: Thomas Nelson Publishers.

All Signs Point to Bethlehem: The Angel Choir

All Signs Point to Bethlehem: The Angel Choir

A sermon delivered by Rev. Peter T. Atkinson

December 22, 2013

at Gordonsville Presbyterian Church, Gordonsville, Virginia

Luke 2: 8-15

Genesis 22: 9-18

 

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. 

⁸ In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. ⁹ Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. ¹⁰ But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for see—I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: ¹¹ to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord. ¹² This will be a sign for you: you will find a child wrapped in bands of cloth and lying in a manger.” ¹³ And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying,

¹⁴     “Glory to God in the highest heaven,

and on earth peace among those whom he favors!” 

¹⁵ When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go now to Bethlehem and see this thing that has taken place, which the Lord has made known to us.” ^[1]  

I'd like to start this morning, by taking a look back at our Advent journey. It is hard to believe that Christmas is already upon us. Once you get to the 20's it's really here, even if it is 60 degrees outside. It can catch us by surprise though. It especially jumps out at you,  if you are like me and wait until the last minute to do all your Christmas shopping. I'm planning to face that whirlwind tomorrow morning. DeAnna and I have been joking lately about how we don't really focus on things until it's next. Like we focused on church last week, then a special service at Blue Ridge, then practicing with Kane and the bells, then finishing school, then the concert, then this morning. . . it does seem to be one day at a time, one thing after another, busy busy busy, time of year for so many of us. . . and so for me shopping for Christmas hasn't been next yet, but if I waited really until it was next, it wouldn't get done. . . so tomorrow's the day.

Luckily for me my journey to Bethlehem doesn't always mirror the whirlwind of Christmas. Advent often takes us on a more intentional and focused route. For us we've looked at the prophets. . . reminding ourselves that the key focus of their message is making the claim that God is very much in control of this world. And those prophetic messages trace through the entire gamut of historical situations: good times and bad times, times of peace, times of war, times of plenty and times of lack, times of independence and times of domination, times in that land flowing of milk and honey, and then times of exile, and the one key component of all the messages of all prophets is there recurring again and again. . . God's reign is real, and His will, will be done. So that was the first Sunday of Advent where we lit the Candle of Hope.

We were snowed out the following week, but we had a mid week special prayer service, where a few of us gathered after sharing soup, we sang songs that echoed the very same message. . . We sang:

"Nothing can trouble, nothing can frighten; Those who seek God shall never go wanting.

Nothing can trouble, nothing can frighten; God alone fills us."

 

"Our darkness is never darkness in your sight: the deepest night is clear as the daylight." 

"Within our darkest night, you kindle the fire that never dies away, never dies away.

Within our darkest night you kindle the fire that never dies away, never dies away."

 

And on that day we expressed our faith, proclaiming again that prophetic message. That even in the darkness there is light. . . We said:

Lord you have always given bread for the coming day

And though I am poor today I believe 

Lord you have always given strength for the coming day

And though I am weak today I believe

 

Lord you have always given peace for the coming day

And though of anxious heart today I believe 

Lord you have always kept me safe in trials

And now tried as I am today I believe 

Lord you have always marked the road for the coming day

And though it may be hidden today I believe

 

Lord you have always lightened this darkness of mine

And though the night is here today I believe 

Lord you have always spoken when time was right

And though you be silent now today I believe 

And on that night of prayer we lit the candle of peace. And then last week we were filled with Joy, lighting that special pink candle, surrounded by the wonderful music of HARP, and I combined two sermons into one, looking at how both the secular world and the natural world lead us towards Bethlehem, lead us towards Christmas. We find in both the secular world and the natural world the echo of the prophetic message, that God is very much in control, even when we don't see it, even when we don't think so, even around and amongst those who don't believe. The world does not have to believe to give God his power. God's power simply is. On Monday night this week, there was a beautiful almost full moon, a gibbon moon, it was breathtaking and gorgeous. We talked about it for a bit at the Advent study, Nancy Roache said, it's hard to see something like that and not believe. Oh man she's so right, and so perfect for that night, just in time to make the point, but it led me to a question. Is it easy to see something like that and see God's power, can we also see it when we see the things of man, when we see what humans do, do we see God's power there, too, working in and through us, the best and the worst of us, our friends and even our enemies. The claim of my advent series has been, yeah we're supposed to. Love points us that way, it does. Love, todays, candle, are we there yet? Let me tell you it's been easy the last two weeks with the joy of the music of the season, Harp, and then the bells today, sharing God's gifts to us with the world. It's there we see it. . . It's beautiful. Maybe especially today, all of the talent joining together, yes we may just be ready to love.

And so we come to today, and we get our final piece, the final piece of the story of who originally travelled to Bethlehem and what compelled them each to go. The hearts and minds of our imagination giving background to what we are looking for from the Prophets, Mary and Joseph driven by the Census, the Wisemen following the star. . . and finally today, the angel choir singing to the shepherds, "Glory to God in the Highest, and Peace and Good Will unto men!" Today we talk about miracles -- history, the secular world, the natural world, and now miracles, angels singing in and to our faces.

If you look up miracle in the dictionary you'll find that it says: "an extraordinary event in the physical world, that surpasses all known human and natural powers, and is ascribed therefore to a super natural cause." I would think that an angel choir manifesting itself in the night sky all those years ago certainly fits that definition. The other thing that it is, that is missing in the definition is that it is immediate, hard to miss, in your face, like a slap, like a wake up call, much different than the census where you plan your journey, of course all except that all important hotel reservation, or following the star where you have a long way to go, to journey and to ponder, charts to study, all of that, these shepherds have the immediacy of Angels. . . there is also a Bible Dictionary definition of miracle and it includes this immediacy, it says: an event brought about by the immediate agency or volition of God. A miracle is the get up and go of the story. You can't miss it, it's happening, now, Go now!

Earlier this year some of us read Leif Enger's Peace Like a River. It is the best book I've ever read about miracles, fiction of course, but I've found that truth finds its way into fiction more deeply than does it into fact. In that book is the following:

Real miracles bother people, like strange sudden pains unknown in medical literature. It's true: They rebut every rule all we good citizens take comfort in. Lazarus obeying orders and climbing up out of the grave--now there's a miracle, and you can bet it upset a lot of folks who were standing around at the time. When a person dies, the earth is generally unwilling to cough him back up. A miracle contradicts the will of earth. My sister, Swede, who often sees the numb, offered this: People fear miracles because they fear being changed--though ignoring them will change you also." 

That's the deal right, could you have ignored it if you were a shepherd? Could you not go? Was there one shepherd, standing out in the field that was like, yeah umm I saw the angels, but I'm not sure we should go. Who is going to watch these sheep? Don't you think it's best that someone should remain back and watch the flock, you know just in case? I'll stay. . . You guys go. I'll be good here. No you just can't imagine that. You see an angel choir, you pretty much go.

My girls have been so excited about the Elf of the Shelf. We have ours, his name is Quincy, he's been all over the house. But they weren't sure about it at first, but then they watched the Elf on the Shelf show, the Christmas special that was on tv a few weeks ago. In that show there is this boy who doesn't believe. . . he wants the elf to prove himself. He slowly pushes his finger toward him, saying, "Just Fly" show me. I want you to show me. I want to see then I will believe. His two younger sisters know that it doesn't work that way, he touches the elf, and it falls lifeless to the ground.

How often are we like the kid? We've read the prophets. We know in our minds that God is real, that God is in control, that Jesus is coming. We see the truth in the world. We look at the moon, at the beauty of a sunset, at the magic of falling snow, and we see God there too. We see the amazing gifts of people, we see our friends, we see the genius of music and art, the truth of God's gifts manifesting themselves all around us. We've seen all that, but we are still in that Advent mode, not ready for Christmas, desperately craving the one miracle to remove all doubt and strengthen us forever. See that's the thing, miracles last, they are permanent, whereas the truth of the Bible needs to be studied and worked at, the wonders of nature are all around us, and we're used to people, we take them for granted, often in our times of need we miss the wonder and the truth in them. . . and those doubts creep in, but a miracle, now that would last. We pray please God send me something, let me know. . . and we stick our finger out pushing towards our faith like it's some kind of Elf on the Shelf.

We can't control a miracle, we can't make it happen. If we could it wouldn't be a miracle. . it would break the definition. I remember there was a Christmas special, a cartoon called, "Twas the Night Before Christmas." We had the record of the story and the songs when I was growing up. It was the one with the mice and the clock. The oldest mouse boy doesn't believe in Santa, so sends letter to the editor of a newspaper, saying:

Dear editor, Santa Claus is a fraudulent myth rooted in unconscious fantasies. . . P.S. the reindeer are phony too.  

So Santa has decided he won't come to that town. Do you remember this one. Eventually the boy has a change of heart and decides he wants to help. He does so because he hears the humans, in whose house the mice live, the clock maker, singing a song called, "Even a Miracle needs a hand." It inspires him to act, and he ends up saving the clock, the clock strikes 12 and sings a song of apology to Santa and they all live happily ever after, Santa comes. Even a miracle needs a hand. . . no it doesn't, that song is part of that myth that we hold to so often that we are in control. We just can't make a miracle happen, all we can do is take a leap of faith when and if it does.

Ten years ago I wrote the song Leap of Faith, and whether I had this idea in mind then is doubtful. I sang it last night at the concert, and I've sung it often in the 10 years since I wrote it. It always means something different to me. Today it meant this: It has three verses: The first is about the shepherds, how they saw the angel choir, and didn't hesitate, they took their leap of faith, the second is how the wisemen, like wise, saw the star and did the same. The third verse is set up for us. It describes the cross, and the miracle of resurrection the miracle of our salvation, the miracle of Immanuel, God with us, the incarnation, Jesus Christ and the work that he does on our behalf, a miracle needing no hand, completely sufficient without us doing a thing, the chorus of that verse goes:

Could a lonely cross

Help you forget the cost?

Would that be enough love

Sent from God above?

Is that what it would take

For all of us to make

Our own Leap of faith 

We said that a miracle is immediate and lasting. . . why not this one? Why is the Christmas story not miracle enough for us? Hopefully Christmas hasn't become so normal to us that we don't see it as miraculous any more. God with us, so loving us, that he would become one of us, and die to be raised saving us forever. I end the song with a small coda type thing at the end, saying: 

Do we really need a sign

To change our minds?

Let’s take that leap of faith

On this Christmas day.

The Cross sings the song of the prophets, it shines the light of the star, it ironically surpasses even the earthly power of Rome, and it echoes the song of the angels: Glory to God in the Highest, and Peace on Earth, Good will to all men. I hope you hear the song of this miracle today and all days, for its choir is still singing. Shall we go to Bethlehem now and see? Amen.

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^[1]The Holy Bible : New Revised Standard Version. 1989 (Lk 2:8-15). Nashville: Thomas Nelson Publishers.

Frozen: A sermon delivered by Disney Pixar

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Frozen: A sermon delivered by Disney Pixar

Loved and reviewed by Rev. Peter T. Atkinson

December 16, 2013 

The roses out on the roof were in full bloom, and peeped in at the window; and there stood the little chairs, on which they had sat when children; and Kay and Gerda seated themselves each on their own chair, and held each other by the hand, while the cold empty grandeur of the Snow Queen’s palace vanished from their memories like a painful dream. The grandmother sat in God’s bright sunshine, and she read aloud from the Bible, “Except ye become as little children, ye shall in no wise enter into the kingdom of God.” And Kay and Gerda looked into each other’s eyes, and all at once understood the words of the old song,

“Roses bloom and cease to be,
But we shall the Christ-child see.”

And they both sat there, grown up, yet children at heart; and it was summer,—warm, beautiful summer. ~ Hans Christian Andersen from “The Snow Queen”

Last year, I went to see Les Miserables in the theater and thought it moving, and so I wrote a collection of my thoughts on it, and many of you were interested. I have been so inspired again; this time in a much more unexpected place: a Disney Princess movie. In my sermon this past Sunday, I said that Frozen is the best Christmas Sermon I have heard this year. It is that, and certainly more, here is why.

Perhaps it shouldn’t be a surprise because a few years ago Tangled also had a very powerful and important message for us today (honestly princess movies overall get a bad rap for spreading shallow damsel in distress themes, a view caused by much too short-sighted, close-minded, agenda-driven viewers). Like Tangled, Frozen tackles the dangers of fear, and the way fear keeps us caged, rather than free, never becoming who we were made to be, who the world very much needs us to be.

I am going to deal with the plot here, so I should issue a spoiler alert, so at least you’ll be warned to stop reading. . .

Frozen is basically the story of two sisters, the princesses of Arendelle, Anna and Elsa, and one of them (Elsa) is born with the magical power to freeze things. She can make ice, snow, beautiful sculptures of ice, basically out of thin air, and of course a snowman named Olaf, but she does not know how to control her power. At a young age, she accidentally injures her sister, Anna, by hitting her with her “ice blast.” It hits her head and not her heart, so she is not killed. The unconscious Anna is taken to trolls who save her, and they can save her because the freezing hit her head and not her heart. An important theme is introduced here that a head is much easier to change than a heart, a subtle foreshadowing of the later important dichotomy between head love (superficial, flimsy, transient) and heart love (real, powerful, eternal).

The trolls then warn Elsa’s parents that “fear” is the greatest danger, that within Elsa there is great power, but fear could cause a very dreadful future for them and the kingdom. They take “fear” to mean the way that people would react to Elsa’s power, being afraid of her, so they keep it all a secret, locking her away, even from Anna. Their parents, in the mean time, tragically die at sea, leaving Elsa to be queen. All this back story drags a bit, but effectively so, because their, Anna and Elsa’s, lives drag as well, isolated from each other and the world. This isolation is shown by Anna singing, “Do You Want to Build a Snowman?,” to the closed door of Elsa’s room. Anna completely is shut out, and doesn’t know why.

The doors and gates must then be opened for Elsa’s coronation as queen. The doors, which have been closed for many years, will now be open, much symbolism there of Elsa’s confinement coming to a close. . . is she ready? Is she in control?

 The song, “For the First Time in Forever” seeks to capture the moods at that moment of the two sisters in counterpoint. The song opens with Anna, who is excited. She cannot wait for her world to change, she sings lines like:

The window is open, so's that door
I didn't know they did that anymore

and

For years I've roamed these empty halls
Why have a ballroom with no balls? (a great subtle reminder of the fear motif, go Disney)

and

There'll be actual real live people
It'll be totally strange
But wow, am I so ready for this change

'Cause for the first time in forever
There'll be music, there'll be light
For the first time in forever
I'll be dancing through the night

She is a naïve, excited, clumsy, dreamy, teenage girl, ready for anything, ready for love. She is starved for contact with people, and is certainly ready to fall in love at first sight. She is everything the Disney princesses get accused of being, and it’s great because she is going to meet the world, and it’s not going to be what she expects. It’s cruel, but it doesn’t kill her, beat her or destroy her, rather it teaches her about what real love is, and what real life is, offering a great look at the reason why humans need struggle.

Elsa, on the other hand, is nervous that she will hurt people with the magic she has been practicing for years how to conceal. She is afraid of the way people will react. She wears gloves, is very concealed, she sings:

Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel, put on a show
Make one wrong move and everyone will know

It’s that “Conceal, don’t feel, put on a show” line that is so powerful, and is at the core of the power of the movie. She has magic within her, magic that only she possesses, magic that the world desperately needs, but she must keep it within because she is afraid how the world will react. She lives in fear of fear. Elsa is just like so many of the boys I teach, for whatever reason they are afraid of their powers. For Elsa it’s instilled in her by her parents. That may just be true for the boys, too, but I think it’s deeper than that.

For me, this is what Sin is: our misunderstanding of who and what we are. Since we don’t know who we are, we are fearful of being what we are. It’s easier to just go through the motions. It’s safer, but it isolates us, traps us, imprisoning us in these invisible walls. For Elsa it’s a literal wall, and literal gloves, but for us it is so much more. It is everything we build to shelter ourselves from danger, whether people or experience, all to protect our lives, but it has the counter effect; it makes us not ever live.

Sin is, in my definition, based on my own exegesis of The Bible, faith, history, and life around me, believing the lie, that God doesn’t make the world, including us, including everything around us, and including the ways our world works. . . sometimes referred to but not limited to natural law. It is not believing, therefore, that the world is in order, and that, that order is working itself out within God’s creation for Good. One of the symptoms of that disease, probably the most diabolical, is that we do not see ourselves and each other as important, purposed, magic filled (talented), pieces of that glorious order. We choose instead to live in the belief that we do not matter, and instead “put on a show” and call it life.

Elsa is a great narrative example of this fact. It’s not completely her fault alone, rather she is just born within a system that produces it. Her parents instill it in her, as does everyone else she meets. It’s a literal rendering of how Original Sin works, not in some metaphysical spiritual sense, but in a real life, diseased and broken world sense, self perpetuating, all encompassing, invisible because it is all we know.

So the doors open, and the “tale of two sisters” continues running parallel. I want to focus on Elsa first, and then show Anna, but I will mention now how Anna becomes the impetus for Elsa’s actions.

Anna falls in “love at first sight” in typical predictable princess fashion. She meets the handsome prince, Mr. Perfect, dreamy and wonderful, and they decide they want to get married. It happens in song (of course), “Love is an Open Door” (No it’s not, we’ll get to that later):

Hans: Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?
Anna: Can I say something even crazier? Yes!

And so they go to Elsa to ask for her blessing. Elsa, who his working very hard to successfully hide her feelings, still concealing, still gloved, of course responsibly says, “No.” She argues with Anna, and slowly loses control of everything she has been keeping inside. The ice begins to flow from her, in all directions. People are afraid, and they call her a monster. She flees, thinking that she is protecting them all from the monster within herself, but she sets off in the process a winter storm in the middle of the summer.

We have come to the most moving and inspired moment in the movie. It is the perfect blend of visual, musical, and lyrical all captured in four glorious minutes. Elsa is now free. She is out of the room. She can use her powers. She is safe from hurting anyone (so she thinks). She is still isolated, but no longer repressing her powers and her emotions, she lets them all go, and sings “Let it Go.”

Take a look and listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=moSFlvxnbgk

There is obvious power in the song. When she sings “let it go” each time, she creates so many beautiful, no breath-taking pieces of visual art. She makes a magnificent castle, within which she will again close herself, but also she makes a little snowman, a subconscious homage to the relationship she used to have with Anna. . . relationship: the very thing she doesn’t know she really needs.

But lyrically what is most impressive is the seamless connection of three symbolic images: cold, freedom, and isolation. The cold mirrors her power, but also reflects the freeze of her emotions and her coldness towards the rest of the world. The freedom is the outpouring of those emotions, now finally set free. The isolation, so subtly woven, shows that she, though free, is still alone, concealed, constricted, and so her freedom is only an illusion. Her ice palace, though bigger and certainly more beautiful and grand, is no different from her room. The same fear that kept her imprisoned in Arendelle has her imprisoned still. The subtle images of this isolation foreshadow the fact that her freedom is faulty, an illusion, and therefore cannot not be sustainable.

Look at these examples:

Don’t let them in, don’t let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know
Well now they know

The “conceal, don’t feel” lines return; she thinks that the problem with her magic was that it had to be hidden from people, that now since “they know,” she is free to let her powers loose to find her true potential. The problem is that they may know, but they don’t understand, so there is still a division between her and them. She is still isolated. She has a gift, but keeps it to herself. The world knows she has it, but has called her a monster and sent her away. Again it’s not all her fault, but the fault of a world that is very much broken by the ignorance I’ve called Sin. She is a part of it, too, of course, with her own piece of blame in need of something to save her (It's coming. . . ).

The chorus explodes:

Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don’t care what they’re going to say
Let the storm rage on
The cold never bothered me anyway.

There is freedom there, but she still “turns away” and “slam[s] the door.” The last line of the chorus is perfect. “The cold never bothered me anyway. . .” It’s about her, and here in this world she can make it whatever she likes. She can be herself now. She can make the world the way she wants it. She can create her own beauty, and the rest of the world be damned.

It’s time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I’m free

Now that she is set free, in her mind, she can do whatever she wants, but it is all very much limited within the confines of the world she has created. The connections to us are mind blowing. We each create worlds for ourselves, where we can be free. It is our world of dishonesty. We do it every time we tell a lie. We tell lies to both ourselves and others, creating worlds that are free, maybe, but not at all real. We create a reality where we can be a little bit more free, but then we are bound by that lie, isolated, disconnected, a free self, but for what?

Here we are. We have arrived at the truth, have uncovered our purpose, the truth about God’s world, we ignore when we believe the lie instead of that truth. Here we see that the purpose of life is love. The purpose for our gifts is to share them. The goodness of God’s creation is made by love and revolves completely around love. We can’t actualize it in a castle of our own creation, but instead out in the messy world of conflicting opinions and views. . . but within that struggle, within that mess, is God’s amazingly wonderful creation: the one that he calls “good.”

I’m never going back
The past is in the past. . .

. . . That perfect girl is gone

She sings it, but it just isn’t true. We never can escape from ourselves. We own our lives, every moment, and to think otherwise perpetuates the lie. The beauty though, is that love, accepts us with all the wrinkles, all the mistakes, all the powers that we are ashamed of, because they are all a part of us, and therefore a part of God’s perfect creation. These truths are all shown gloriously at the end of the movie.

So now to Anna. . .

We left Anna asking her sister for permission to marry the man she just met, Hans. They have just sung a song together called “Love is an Open Door,” to which I briefly referred earlier. In this song, they both finish each other’s sentences, stumbling clumsily into a simple sweet version of love in true Disney fashion, but the beauty of the song is that it’s all a farce, an illusion, a joke, and importantly not real. The song is purposefully silly because it is describing love that is silly. It proves that all love is not love. It is a masterfully done paradoxical satire on immature illusions of love. It’s filled with tongue in cheek lines:

Hans: I mean it's crazy
Anna: What?

Hans: We finish each other's
Anna: Sandwiches

Hans: That's what I was gonna say!

In the cloud of this type of love, it doesn’t matter about truth. The emotion of it is all that matters. We’ll soon know, too that Hans is not genuine. He is playing Anna, so he can use her to become ruler. So, rather than finishing “sentences” like we’d expect, he’s quick to say that “sandwiches” is what he had in mind. It is subtle, but this song is hardly Romeo and Juliet speaking a perfect sonnet together during their first encounter in Act 1 of Romeo and Juliet. But she is looking for that R & J storybook type love, and it isn’t the type love that is the central point of Frozen’s witness (In Shakespeare's defense, his play also does not consider the love between Romeo and Juliet real at this point either. It is only Act 1 of course).

So they ask to get married, Elsa refuses, her side of the story begins, with her “Letting it Go” up on the north mountain, but for Anna and the rest of Arendelle, Elsa’s explosion and departure has left them buried in a perpetual winter. Anna’s adventure begins. She tries to restore summer by going to Elsa, getting her to simply “reverse the spell.” Anna is sure that Elsa will do so because she is the loving sister Anna remembers from childhood underneath this new Snow Queen identity.

So she heads out of town, leaving Hans in charge, not planning for much of a trip, still in her party dress. She soon realizes the trek will be harder than she had thought. She is befriended by Christophe and his Reindeer, Sven. They are not the picture of prince charming and his noble steed, but instead are big burly clumsy, unsophisticated and unkempt, but loyal, loving, creative, genuine, and sensitive. They help each other get to Elsa at first as thrown together business partners, but eventually as “just friends.” They can’t be more than that—she’s a princess and he delivers ice. He’s a “Fixer Upper” as another fun song suggests, but also shows, that so is she. . . she after all is “engaged” so someone she met at a party on the same day.

Anna finally makes it to Elsa’s castle and asks her to stop the perpetual winter. Elsa doesn’t know how, so refuses. She’s saddened because the illusion that she can be free in her isolation is destroyed. She accidently again, mirroring the accident in the beginning of the movie, strikes out and this time wounds Anna in the heart. Then Elsa chases her and Christophe off by creating a snow monster.

The craziness of these events continues with a steady stream of action as the pieces unwind. Hans leads an army that catches and imprisons Elsa. Anna’s heart is freezing, and she will die if she isn’t saved by an act of true love. They of course think the only act of true love is a kiss from her true love, which must be Hans (it isn’t). Christophe leads her back to Arendelle, delivers her to Hans safely. Hans reveals his true self and true intentions of wishing to take over Arendelle, and his plans to kill both sisters.

Long story short, Anna gives her own life to save Elsa. Sacrificial love is the answer to how to reverse the perpetual winter. Sacrificial love is the missing secret to how to control Elsa’s powers. Sacrificial love stops the freezing of Anna’s own heart. Sacrificial love restores the sisters together once more in friendship. Sacrificial love helps the people to love and understand Elsa, rather than fear her. Sacrificial love is shown from Christophe towards Anna, giving her to Hans, thinking of her rather than himself. Sacrificial love is even shown by Olaf the snowman as he uses a fire to thaw Anna's freezing heart. Sacrificial love solves all the problems of the world. Happily ever after. . . messy. . . facing fear. . . changed. . . but happy. . . actualization of self and purpose. It may not be your definition of Happiness, but think with  your heart and not your head, and you will know it to be the only true definition.

The movie is loosely based on Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale, "The Snow Queen." That story is about returning to the innocence of youth in the way we see the world, to see the world with the faith of a child. He writes at the close of the story:
The grandmother sat in God’s bright sunshine, and she read aloud from the Bible, “Except ye become as little children, ye shall in no wise enter into the kingdom of God.” And Kay and Gerda looked into each other’s eyes, and all at once understood the words of the old song,

“Roses bloom and cease to be,
But we shall the Christ-child see.”

If Christianity is about salvation, and salvation is about correcting Sin, and Christ’s sacrifice does exactly that, the Gospel story is a perfect mirror to this story. We each have power, like Elsa, it is within us, and perfect. We need to find out what it is, not for ourselves, but so we can share it to the world. The enemy to that actualization is fear. Faith then is the remedy. We need to believe, as Jesus teaches us and shows us through his own act of sacrificial love, that God is in control, loves us, has created us each with the purpose to love, to share the gifts he gave us to the perfecting goodness of the world, not to our perspective, but to the creator’s perfect perspective, complete, whole, eternal, and true. We can live not in fear, but in love, the only happily ever after. It’s another way of saying:

Our father,

Which art in heaven,

Hallowed be thy name,                  (We know You are)

Thy kingdom come,                       (We know it will)

Thy Will be done,                          (We know it will be)

On earth as it is in heaven,             (Full perfect perspective includes both. . . all)

Give us this day our daily bread    (God will don’t fear)

Forgive our debts,                          (We have them, can’t escape from them, but God made us)

As we forgive our debtors             (Yeah, everybody else too)

Lead us not into temptation           (Help us from the illusions)

But deliver us from evil                 (Even or especially within ourselves)

For thine is the kingdom                (Not ours)

And the power and the glory         (Yes Yours not ours)

Forever                                          (Happy ever after)

Amen.                                            (May it be so!)

If you haven’t seen it, go see it. It is the best Christmas sermon you will hear this year, or come see us at Gordonsville Presbyterian Church. . . for some almost as good (Wink)!

God Bless. . .

Rev. Peter T. Atkinson