Christmas is upon us!
Entire streets sparkle with multi-colored lights. Last-minute shoppers pack the aisles. Christmas music echoes in the malls. Traditional performances: The Messiah, The Nutcracker; A Christmas Carol; White Christmas along with children’s
pageants at school and church. What
would Christmas be without 6 and 7 year-old magi, shepherds and angels retelling
the story while parents capture it all on video?
Holiday movies dominate our screens, big and small: It’s A Wonderful Life!; Miracle on 34th
Street; The Grinch Who Stole Christmas; the Santa Clause and the new
Netflix blockbuster, Christmas Chronicles,
which I have seen 3 times with my 7 and 5 year old granddaughters, at their
request. (Somehow we have to sort through all the fantasy and fact.)
We search for Christmas in the spectacular: the spectacular
event, spectacular lights, the spectacular gift. We want to re-create the
perfect Christmas moment that we wish exemplified our lives.
The first Christmas had little resemblance to our
contemporary traditions. The birth of Christ occurred in the chaos of the
common and the ordinary: a common stable surrounded by common animals in a
common village. Few took notice. There
was no extravaganza staged in the cities. The angels’ announcement occurred in
a remote region with only a few simple shepherds present. The Magi, who observed the star in the east,
came and went almost unnoticed.
It was for the common and the ordinary that Christ
came. He grew up in a carpenter’s shop
in the remote village of Nazareth. He
owned no house and had no possessions.
He had no place to lay his head.
And, after a brief public ministry in which he healed and taught
thousands, he died upon a common cross outside Jerusalem and was buried in a
borrowed tomb. In birth, life and death,
Jesus redeemed the common and the ordinary and elevated each of us to an
extraordinary relationship with God.
The first Christmas was an “out of control” event for Mary
and Joseph. The tax summons that took
them to Bethlehem could not have come at a worse time. The baby was due. She was in no condition for such a long and
arduous journey. When they arrived, the town was a bedlam of people. No one wanted to be there. They had come because they were obligated
under Roman law. Of course, it was not out of God’s control. What appeared to
be an onerous obligation and an inconvenient time was actually a fulfillment of
prophecy that the Messiah would be born in Bethlehem.
Perhaps God planned it this way to teach us that His
intervention must be experienced in the common and the ordinary chaos of life.
When we look for Christmas in the spectacular, we can only experience it once a
year. But when we discover Christmas in the common and the chaotic, it can
change our life every day.
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