I know it's not Christmas, but this was my last sermon for homiletics, and was pretty awesome. The gospel it is based on is Luke 2:1-14(15-20).
“Do not be afraid.”
A stranger walks up to you and says, do not be afraid.
Luckily, that doesn’t happen to me very often. Because on a cold dark night, I think that just might be an invitation to be very, very afraid.
Still, this is Jesus’ birth announcement, and God is using a tried and true method to communicate with us. And if the method seems suspect, well, so do the recipients. Who are these shepherds? More importantly, who do they know? Who can they tell?
No. Shepherds are not classy,
they aren’t glamorous, and they don’t attend parties with movers and shakers. God couldn’t have chosen more ordinary people to be the first to hear the news.
In fact, this birth announcement is our first clue that Jesus is here to show us a different way. Because this isn’t about glamorous movers and shakers. It’s about a baby. And everyone knows babies are no fun at cocktail parties.
Now, an angel might be. An angel seems to us a powerful being, maybe a creature with wings and halos and even an ethereal glow. Yes, I am sure that an angel could tell anyone, anything, that God wanted known. An angel like that could surely get the message to the right person.
Yet, lots of times, when God sends an angel, it has no wings, no glowing face, no face at all. It’s an idea in our heads that we can be so much more than we think we are capable of. Kinder, more loving, stronger, braver, more just, more outspoken on the behalf of others, more compassionate. Things we wish we could be, if we were, perhaps, a different person.
And even though we know, with absolute certainty, that we can’t possibly change, we step out and we try anyway. Sometimes, like those shepherds we think, ‘let’s go see if this is real.’ Sometimes we can do this, because we imagine the stakes are low. We think, oh, what’s the worst that can happen? No one will notice? That’s not so bad.
For the shepherds, it meant a walk back into town, and maybe a warm beverage on a cold night.
So they get to the inn, and sure enough, there is the sign, just like the angel said. There is a baby in a food trough in a courtyard. Which is just so unexpected that it must be a sign, and it must be true. Low stakes, it seemed, for the shepherds. Yet, it has glorious results for us all.
And it was not just the shepherds that had their faith affirmed that night. Mary has had the same experience as the shepherds. Almost a year ago, an angel came to her and said, do not be afraid. You will have a son, and name him Jesus, and he will be God’s son.
No pressure.
So, the angel gave Mary a sign. The unlikely sign that her elderly cousin would be pregnant for the first time. God being born at all is so inconceivable that Mary is given a sign that is also inconceivable.
Pregnancy is not a low stakes proposition. Not much was asked of the shepherds to confirm their faith. Just a walk, just what they could do. Mary’s faith was so great, she was able, on the strength of that angel’s sign, to go through a pregnancy and a birth.
Mary was able to listen to that angel, unafraid, and believe that angel and be something more than she could have ever imagined for herself.
It wasn’t just the shepherds whose faith was strengthened on that night in Bethlehem. Imagine how Mary must have felt to hear from a stranger that same message she herself had heard so many months before. Because, to hear someone else, someone who is not an angel, affirm our longing and truth is perhaps more powerful than anything we are told by a mythical creature.
I think that may be why, in the unfolding of creation, God sent us a child. God came among us, encased and embraced in the same flesh as us, so that when God said, ‘I love you’ it carried all the weight of our actual experience. Love for us is sticky and messy and complicated. We learn it by touch and through hormones and confuse it with other motivations. But it’s in the middle of that mess that we find the thing we know to be love.
This is our gift, this Christmas day.
Right in the middle of our busy, messy lives, Jesus shows us exactly how to move beyond the mess, and offers us the pure experience of God’s love in the way best suited to our understanding. As a child, as a parent, as a random bystander. We are all enfolded into the story of Emmanuel, God with us. Like the shepherds, we can all share the ‘good news of great joy for all people.’ We can all listen for an angel, and be something more than we ever thought we could be.
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