By one of those happy chances, I stumbled upon the ninth chapter of St Mark’s Gospel. Mark tells how Jesus having heard his disciples disputing as they walked together were along the road, knew that they had been arguing about who was the greatest. So he takes a child and sets the child in front of them and says in effect this little child is the greatest. If you want to be great, you must be like this little child.
In the Acts of the Apostles we are told that when Paul and Silas came to Thessalonica on their missionary journey, they were complained about as the men who had turned the whole world upside down. But it is God who turns the world upside down in its assumptions, its pretensions of power, its self-aggrandizement. At Christmas a little child, a fragile, vulnerable, new-born baby is set in the midst of us; the one who has the whole world in his hands, turning the world upside down. As his mother Mary sings in her Magnificat, “He has put down the mighty from their seats of power and has lifted high the humble and meek.”
It is of this that our Christmas cribs remind us. It sets before us this amazing grace and love of God; the God who turns our worldly expectations upside down.
The wonder, the overwhelming wonder of Christmas, its enduring magic and mystery, is this astounding reaching out of the love of God to the world and to each one of us. To enter the Church of the Nativity at Bethlehem the doorway is so low that you have to stoop to enter. The baggage which all of us carry, of status, pride and possessions, must be left behind if we are to come and adore the child in the manger. Our God is not an autocrat, a powerful tyrant, our God is a God, who as St. Paul says, “empties himself”, “makes himself nothing”, stoops down to the lowest part of our need. He comes into the world in a cattle shed. His family flees from massacre and terror to be asylum seekers in Egypt. He is among the outcast and the marginalized, and at the end he dies an excruciating death between two thieves outside the holy city, condemned by religious leaders and political power brokers alike.
So “he humbled himself”, made himself nothing, and of him we dare to say, yes, here is God. We call it ‘incarnation’, the enfleshing of God, God taking our nature upon himself. The Creator in a free outpouring of re-creating love for a world gone wrong, for human beings who think themselves little gods, for men and women enslaved to greed or drugs or distorted desire, comes down to the lowest part of our need. And why? That we may find in that love ‘”so amazing, so divine” the very thing for which we were made, that which reaches out to change and transform us, to draw us to share in that love, to become Christ like, to be even, as St Peter tells us, “partakers of the divine nature”?
May the God of this surpassing love and wonder, who came to us at Bethlehem and took us by the hand, bless you all this Christmas and fill your lives, even in the darkest places, with his grace and his glory.
On behalf of all the parish fathers, the parish office team & all the members of various parish organizations I wish you and your family a Happy Christmas and a God filled New Year!!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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