This,
this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Amid the ‘festive’ merriment of a retail world doing its
best to be hope-filled and pretending to be full of Christmas joy, an employee
asked me on Saturday “Are you ready for
Christmas?” Sadly, the question was
more motivated by the chance to reach deeper in my wallet, not deeper in to my
heart.
I know of those with true Christmas joy , who like the wise
men of old have smiles on their faces and gratitude in their hearts. Equally
present are those with bruised hearts and shaky confidence in believing things
are as joyful as the tinsel and tunes tell us they are. News of cancer
returning, a job lost, and the despair of struggles with parenting are looming
large for several in our community.
A public prayer I heard once at this time of year comes to
mind. It was a petition that this be the “last advent ever.” It sticks with me because I’m not sure I’d
ever heard an advent pray like that.
“Come quickly, Lord Jesus” was the intent of the worship leader, longing
for the second coming of Christ to complete the renewing of God’s creation back
to the perfection of what it was before sin. That’s the true joy of Christmas!
May our celebrations be deeper than the annual return of
comfort food, pleasant music, and the opportunity to extend gifts and cards.
I’m thankful for Christian education which can remind our students in very real
ways that they are part of that story and will share in its joyful ending. Come
quickly, Lord Jesus!
SJ
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