For those who do follow this blog - thank you and
apologies. This blogger has had some
major challenges of a dental nature over the past few months and, frankly, has
not felt too well. I am feeling much
better. Remember: Time, the great healer and revealer.
Our family discussion this week surrounded the reason our house is the least decorated on the block. I would like to say it is because I have been convalescing this past month; however, a dear lady who passed away this past year (whose house is still empty) has a more festive exterior facade than ours. One of the traditions of the season in our home is putting up the Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving. I know some folks who wait until Christmas Eve. Some folks will scurry home after church this coming Sunday, prop up that evergreen, untangle the snarled and unblinking string of lights, haul out the various and sundry ornaments that range from crystal bells to delicate bulbs to the popsicle stick and paste creation from a child’s kindergarten class.
Instead, Jesus does nothing less than turn their
expectations upside down and hang them from the spiritual ceiling as a way of
making room for everyone. He preached love over and against vengeance for
enemies. He spent time with the outcasts and proclaimed that they would be the
new “in” crowd. He was a great teacher but performed as a lowly servant, even
washing feet. For Jesus the categories of rich and poor, in and out, great and
humble, even life and death were all reversed. It’s no wonder that
traditionalists would argue that he was ruining everything and want him out of
the picture.
Just a reminder for the season: Don't text and drive:)
Now - a few comments, questions, and an old war story for
the season.
Our family discussion this week surrounded the reason our house is the least decorated on the block. I would like to say it is because I have been convalescing this past month; however, a dear lady who passed away this past year (whose house is still empty) has a more festive exterior facade than ours. One of the traditions of the season in our home is putting up the Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving. I know some folks who wait until Christmas Eve. Some folks will scurry home after church this coming Sunday, prop up that evergreen, untangle the snarled and unblinking string of lights, haul out the various and sundry ornaments that range from crystal bells to delicate bulbs to the popsicle stick and paste creation from a child’s kindergarten class.
It's been the same for centuries, ever since we Christians
adopted the symbol adopted the symbols from Germanic paganism - the evergreen
being seen as a symbol of eternal life because it’s always green even in the
dead of winter. Wherever you go these days, you can expect to see that basic
triangular shape, be it artificial or real — beautiful green boughs narrowing
upward to the point where you put the star.
But wait a second. Before you anchor that tree in its stand and find a
place on it for the those candy canes you’ve kept since the Carter
administration, consider checking out a recent trend in Christmas tree chic —
an idea that could flip the whole idea of the Christmas tree on its ear —
literally. This past decade has seen the advent of the upside-down, ceiling-mounted Christmas tree.
That’s right, for the past few years a small movement is
growing where people are actually attaching their Christmas trees upside down
with the base on the ceiling — a holiday stalactite, if you will. It’s an
upside-down, backward approach to the conventional positioning of a Christmas
tree. Like just about anything these days, though, the concept isn’t exactly
new. Upside-down Christmas trees date all the way back to 12th-century Europe,
though they’ve been out of vogue for nearly a millennium.
The traditionalist argument: Why would you be so gauche as
to nail a tree to the ceiling? After all, that’s not Christmas! Some might even
argue that the shape of the tree points to heaven, which would make it a sin to
turn it upside down.
This next week we will celebrate Christmas with our new
church - our first Christmas Eve service here. I remember a few churches ago
(ministerially speaking) a packed Christmas Eve sanctuary on our first Christmas Eve service with them, with many new visitors and a festive
atmosphere. My wife and I went to the door to greet people after the service,
believing that all was right with the world, when one of the long-time church
members came to the door but refused to shake my hand. Scowling,
“Thanks for ruining my Christmas — we didn’t sing “The First Noel” as the
second carol. We’ve always sung that carol second in the order of worship on
Christmas Eve. Without that, it’s just not Christmas.”
It could have been its own animated special: “The Pastor Who
Stole Christmas.” Yes, that's me - the Pastoral Grinch - trying my best to ruin Christmas for as many as I can. There’s nothing
like tweaking sacred tradition to tick people off. I have noticed over the years of doing the
Christmas Eve marathon that Christmas is the ultimate holiday sacred cow. Texans say "Don't mess with Texas." I say "You
just don’t mess with Christmas." For many people the biggest fear of this season
is that Christmas won’t happen according to plan, that something will go awry
and ruin Christmas thoroughly. The truth
is that, especially for us baby boomers, we’ve been trained to think this way.
Remember all your childhood animated Christmas specials? The Grinch, Frosty the
Snowman, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Charlie Brown — what’s the basis for
those stories? Someone is out to ruin Christmas and to keep it from coming.
(Remember - that's me!) All must be perfectly restored to order for the season
to be valid.
People just seem to get wrapped around the axle about the
smallest things this time of year. Indeed we all have our expectations, our
hopes, our “perfect” scenarios, whether it be for a holiday or for any other
aspect of our lives. For some reason, we don’t like any deviation — no
upside-down-ness to our lives. Now - my life?
Lot's of upside-down-ness. That
is probably why I make people nervous.
The Scriptures that I will read on Christmas Eve, however,
tells me that turning things upside down is exactly the agenda of the coming
King.
The prophet Micah wrote about a coming reversal in fortune
for the people of Israel. The nation faced God’s judgment because of their
apostasy — a judgment carried out by enemies who would build a wall of siege
against them and “strike the ruler of Israel upon the cheek” in an open display
of disdain (Micah 5:1). The old patterns of idolatry and corruption that
characterized the reign of many of their kings had made the nation almost
Grinch like in its devotion to self-interest, material gain and oppression of
the weak (Micah 2:1-2).
In the midst of this prophecy of judgment and tough times
ahead, God still offered hope. A new king would arise who would break this old
pattern and, in effect, turn things upside down. His origins from the lowly
town of Bethlehem, “one of the little clans of Judah,” are a signal that God is
interested in overturning the human expectations of power and prestige in favor
of uplifting the weak (5:2).
Jesus came amidst a swirl of expectations about a messiah
who would save people and do it according to a preconceived and religiously
approved plan. He was expected to wield a sword instead of a shepherd’s crook
and make peace by eliminating the enemies, particularly the minions of Rome who
occupied the first century land. The Messiah was to make a list, check it
twice, determine who was naughty and nice and make sure that the ultimate
holiday — the restoration of Israel — would come according to the script,
complete with happy ending and roll the credits.
We followers of Jesus have a lot of work ahead. In the mean time: MERRY CHRISTMAS!
I still say Merry Christmas in public and like the First
Noel but as the first song instead of the second. That's GOT to be Silent Night for me. If not, "its just not Christmas."
Just a reminder for the season: Don't text and drive:)
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