
Matthew 2: 1-12; Luke
2: 1-20
In the FAMILY CIRCUS cartoon, the
little girl sits her baby brother on her lap and tells him the story of
Christmas.
It goes something like this:
"Jesus was born just in time for Christmas up at the North Pole surrounded
by 8 tiny reindeer and the Virgin Mary...
Then Santa Claus showed up with lots
of toys and stuff and some swaddling clothes...
The 3 wise men and elves all sang
carols while the Little Drummer Boy and Scrooge helped Joseph trim the tree...
In the meantime, Frosty the Snowman
saw this star...."
Thus concludeth the reading from the
FAMILY CIRCUS.
We want to deal this morning with some
of the simple, basic elements of the Christmas story.
Hopefully, the rush and turmoil of
pre-Christmas shopping, decorating, banquets, etc., is for the most part behind
us, and now it is time to deal with those quiet, precious truths that occupy
such an important place in our hearts.
There are three things we need this
Christmas to make this a time of spiritual growth and renewal.
1.
FIRST OF ALL, WE NEED A SONG THAT WE CAN SING.
How much poorer Christmas would be
without the sounds of music in the air.
"Silent Night," "O
Little Town of Bethlehem", "Joy to the World"--how our hearts
rejoice to hear the triumphant hymns and the tender carols that herald this
special season of the year.
I could not imagine letting Christmas
go by without at least once listening joyfully to the sound of a great choir
singing the "Hallelujah Chorus."
There is something about Christmas
that lends itself to lovely melodies and gentle rhymes of adoration and
praise.
And, of course, the greatest Christmas
song of all is the song the shepherds heard on the Judean hillside--the song of
the angels: "Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace, good will toward
men."
That is a song we need to sing
throughout the year.
What a lift it was just a few years
back to hear those astronauts as they circled the earth on Christmas day read
from the Bible.
Their perspective helped us become
aware that we are all fellow passengers on the "Space-ship Earth."
Such a reminder is music for any
season of the year.
During World War II an air strip was
built on a small tropical island in the South Pacific.
The chaplain and others had tried to
tell the natives about the Christian faith, but the natives responded slowly.
Orders came to move on at Christmas
1943.
The departing Americans gave a
farewell party with make-shift gifts, and several tried to explain the origin
of Christmas and the true meaning of the Christmas spirit.
A few years later the same chaplain
stopped at the island enroute to a Far East assignment.
He was greeted with excitement and
taken to see the beautiful Church which the natives had built.
Over the doorway was crudely lettered,
"This is our Church, built on faith
and brotherly love."
The chaplain stayed for a service of
worship in the church.
There were no seats; the songs were
all Christmas carols because those were the only ones they knew.
One native explained to the chaplain,
"After you left, we built the Church to worship Jesus.
We worship Him with the only service
we know- Christmas, the Day He was born.
Every day is Christmas here.
Every day the Christ child is born
anew.
Our gift to give is love.
Our Church, we call it, the Christmas
Church."
How the world needs a Christmas song
and a Christmas church.
2.
IN THE SECOND PLACE, WE NEED A STAR THAT WE CAN FOLLOW.
Indeed, it may be that the greatest
need of our time and our generation is to find a star--a singular goal,
objective, or ideal--upon which we can fix our gaze and toward which together
we can move.
The tragedy of our time is that people
are pulling in so many different directions that, rather than moving toward the
Kingdom of God, we seem more likely to be headed toward anarchy.
We need a star from on high to follow.
We need a vision of a better world
toward which to strive.
If there is any urgent demand being
thrust upon the Christian church today, it is the plaintive plea of society to
the church to translate the concept of the Kingdom of God into concrete Twentieth
Century language.
Harry Emerson Fosdick, in ON BEING FIT
TO LIVE WITH, tells of a church on the coast of England that had been destroyed
in a hurricane.
Its members felt unable to build it
again, and the ruins remained untouched.
One day, however, the British
Admiralty sent a representative to urge its rebuilding.
He told the people that if they did
not rebuild the church, the government of England would.
Then he added: "That spire is on our charts and maps.
It is the landmark by which the ships
of the seven seas steer their course."
Certainly the basic decency and
honesty of Christmas is part of His Kingdom.
A post-Watergate world searches for
something to believe in.
It wants to know that traditional
values and high ethical standards are yet alive and relevant to this new age.
They look to the church to put that
star back into the heavens.
That is the second thing we need: A star that we can follow.
Here's the final, but most important,
thing to be said:
3.
WE NEED A SAVIOR THAT WE CAN WORSHIP.
There's a palace in the city of Rome,
which has a great high dome.
Inside that dome there is a painting
known as "The Dawn" by Guido Reni.
In order that visitors may see this
masterpiece, a table has been placed directly beneath the dome, and on the
table a mirror.
When one looks into the mirror, he
sees the majestic painting far above.
Is that not what the Incarnation is
all about?
Jesus of Nazareth is the
"mirror-image" of God.
Do you remember Louis Cassels' famous
parable of the birds?
It was Christmas Eve and the man's
wife and children were getting ready to go to church.
He wasn't going.
"I simply can't understand what
Christmas is all about, this claim that God became man," he told his
wife.
It had been snowing all day and it was
beginning to snow harder as the man's family rode off to church without him.
He drew a chair up to the fireplace
and began to read his newspaper.
A few minutes later, there was a
thudding sound at the kitchen window.
When he went to investigate, he found
a flock of birds out in the back yard.
They had been caught in the storm, and
in a desperate search for shelter, were trying to fly through the kitchen
window.
He was a very kind man so he tried to
think of something he could do so the birds wouldn't freeze.
"The barn!" he thought.
That would be a nice shelter.
He put on his coat and overshoes and
tramped through the deepening snow to the barn and opened the door wide and
turned on the light.
But the birds didn't come in.
Food will bring them in he thought.
So he hurried back to the house for
bread crumbs which he sprinkled on the snow to make a trail to the barn.
But the birds ignored the bread crumbs
and continued to flop around helplessly in the snow.
He tried shooing them into the barn by
walking around waving his arms.
They scattered in every direction
except into the warm, lighted barn.
"They find me a strange and
terrifying creature," he said to himself, "and I can't seem to think
of any way to let them know they can trust me."
Puzzled and dismayed, he pondered this
thought, "If only
I could be a bird
myself for the moment, perhaps I could lead them to safety." If only I
could be a bird myself...
Just then the church bells began to
ring, pealing the glad tidings of Christmas.
The man stood silently for a minute,
then sank to his knees in the snow.
"Now I understand," he
whispered as he lifted his gaze to the sky.
"Now I see why You had to become
man."
The world needs that reflection of
God's goodness and love.
It needs it before it will be able to
sing the song of "Peace on earth and Good Will to all men."
It needs it before it will recognize
and follow the star of lasting values and high ethical standards.
It needs a Savior that it can worship.
And that is our greatest need as well:
to kneel before the manger of Bethlehem, to pray "Come unto my heart, Lord
Jesus."
Then within our hearts we will hear
the song and behold again the star.
For the Savior will make us His own.
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