Christmas Musings Day 6

 The Long View

II Peter 3:9 (ESV) 9 The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance.

               Christmas takes the slow train. As a kid, I remember how the days crawled by with agonizing slowness. It was as if the calendar developed a slothful attitude after a roadrunner-like summer. Each year I anxiously waited as the Christmas milestones rose on the horizon and slowly passed. First came the preparation for the Christmas concert, then the J.C. Penny’s and Sears catalogs with the special Christmas toy sections arrived. After that came the trip to Gibson’s on the corner of Sales and South First to ogle the toy section. Soon we would go out and find a Christmas tree and decorate it. Then the Christmas TV Specials made their long-anticipated appearance. Rudolph, the Little Drummer Boy, and the Grinch flickered into our living room. Then came the annual HTR (Harper, Thompson, and Robinson) Christmas Party. It was always a joyous evening and one that I still dearly miss. These events filled the days while I counted down to the biggie…Christmas. I relished this vision with its associated anticipation and various signs all swirling in my head. Like Abraham, I looked forward with eager anticipation to the glorious day.

               Abraham, and his role in Advent, reminds me that God works on a different timetable. He made a promise to Abraham which took millennia to work out; yet, Abraham saw it from afar and greeted it with joy. Hebrews 11:8-13 Advent counsels patience. In my hurry-up lifestyle, Advent reminds me that some things, some exquisitely wonderful things, take time to sort out. When his name was still Abram, Abraham placed his trust in God and His ability to work things out as promised. So, as Advent unfolds, with its attendant joyful anticipation, I must exercise patience. After all, someone waited nine months for their joy to come to fruition. 

Christmas Musings Day 5

 Christmas Musings Day 5

Whispers of Hope

Genesis 3:15 (ESV) ¹⁵ I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and her offspring; he shall bruise your head, and you shall bruise his heel.”

               This world does not work right. Of course, you know that. Promises are broken. The innocent perish. Hatred flourishes. Families break up. Loved ones age and die. Calamities strike randomly. All of creation groans. Anyone old enough to read this has dealt with the harsh realities of life in a world stained with sin. Sadly, we all also know the guilt of our own abject failure. We continue to contribute to this awful mess. Some days we feel hopeless in the face of continued tragedy. God knows the feeling and has tended to it.

               In the Genesis account of the fall we hear the whisper of hope, “…he shall bruise your head,…” At that of darkness and reckoning, God whispers to us, “I’m coming, and I will make things right, at a cost.” Hope helps us hang on in the dark times, in the painful times, in the lonely times. Hope enables us to face the grim reality of our earned mortality. It engenders the courage needed to face down the fear of our own failure. Yet, hope deferred makes the heart sick. Often our hope fades with repeated encounters with darkness. That is why Advent is so important.

               Advent reminds us that God has not forgotten us. He promised in the garden and delivered in Bethlehem. He delivered again on Calvary, but that is another page for a different time. In Advent, God breaks into the darkness and whispers…no shouts…”peace among those with whom He is pleased!” The annual journey to Bethlehem restores hope in the one who always keeps His word. When my heart grows sick with the failure I see in this world and in myself, I look to Advent and am reminded that from the beginning He had a plan, and He saw it through. Advent pushes back against the darkness that seeks to overwhelm. The darkness tries oh so hard, but Advent prevails and restores my hope. 

 Christmas Musings Day 4

It’s All a Matter of Choice

Genesis 2:15-17 (ESV) ¹⁵ The Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to work it and keep it. ¹⁶ And the Lord God commanded the man, saying, “You may surely eat of every tree of the garden, ¹⁷ but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat[d] of it you shall surely die.”

               In class today, I spoke with my sophomores concerning my policy regarding rounding up grades. I asked them what they expected me to do if they had an eighty-nine in my class? They all responded, round up to a ninety. Then I asked them what my decision matrix was to determine if I would round up? This question flummoxed them. They responded with a variety of mathematical answers. Imagine their surprise when I explained that their behavior in class determined my decision to round up, or round down. They found it hard to believe that I would in fact round down if they were ill-behaved or displayed a poor attitude. When I added the fact that poor behavior or lackadaisical attitudes towards work would keep them from promotion, increases in pay, or longevity at work, the classroom got very silent. They were quite uncomfortable with the thought that their attitudes or behaviors, their choices, influenced the outcomes of their lives. We have always sought to avoid the results of our choices.

               God built choice into the relationship equation. He bestowed the gift of choice on humanity. Fundamentally, Kimmy, our cat, behaves as her built-in instincts direct. She does not enjoy choice. Though she is declawed, if given the chance, she will hurl herself at any interloper in our backyard. Instincts rule. God built us differently. We get to choose. Sadly, we often choose poorly and then bemoan our fate when we suffer the consequences of our faulty decisions. Advent reminds me that God too has choice. He could have walked away from the mess that we made; however, He chose a different route, rolled up His divine sleeves, and set about fixing our mistake…no matter the cost. Every Advent season reminds me that He chose grace and mercy.

Christmas Musings Day 3

 Christmas Musings Day 3

A Perfect Creation

Genesis 1:31 (ESV) ³¹ And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good. And there was evening and there was morning, the sixth day.

               I love going up into the mountains. Fortunately, living in Lubbock places me near the tail end of the Rockies in New Mexico. This fall, while hiking near Sunspot enjoying the resplendent golden Aspens a breeze ruffled the trees, sending a shower of leaves down around Christy and me. The sublime movement of swirling gold against the cobalt sky so moved me that tears of joy leaked out of my eyes and trickled down my cheeks. The Romantic poets of the nineteenth century sought out such moments of transcendent beauty. The mountains afford us many such vistas, landscapes that all point to a creative hand shaping our universe…and we gaze upon a broken and failed world.

               Advent reminds me that God is not content to let things remain the same. He seeks to restore what is broken, to reclaim that which rightfully belongs to Him. The world He spoke into existence was perfect. The world I see remains spoiled. Yet, for brief moments His original desires and designs shine through, moving me to tears. Advent, that glorious moment when His glory broke through into our creaky and dark world, reminds me that He still breaks through. Unwilling to let things lie, He slipped, almost unnoticed, into the mess humanity made and started changing things. Advent heralds sublime change. 

 Christmas Musings Day 2

Order from Chaos

Genesis 1:2 (ESV) ² The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.

               There is something about disorder that displeases the Lord. In the beginning chaos and darkness reigned. But God set about bringing order out of confusion. In His first listed creative act, God shone His light into the darkness. Creative act after creative act follows each other as God arranges the universe as we see it, according to His goodness and beauty. Order was established as light quenched the darkness.

               Advent, the season of lights, reflects this burst of creativity. As John would pen much later, “⁵ The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” John 1:5 (ESV) Megan, Christopher’s wife, and I agree that you cannot have too many Christmas lights. Light, pushing back against the darkness is an essential component of Christmas. The thousands of twinkling lights scattered across neighborhoods, shining out in the darkness, remind us that God loves light, and His light shines out in the darkness, and no matter how much it tries, the darkness cannot overwhelm the light. And in an often chaotic and dark world, I need this reminder. Each year during Advent, I pause and reflect on how the darkness, which seems so powerful, cannot overwhelm the light. So, bring on the Christmas Lights, more is better. 

Christmas Musings Day #1

 Christmas Musings Day 1

Creation

Genesis 1:3 (ESV) ³ And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light.

               When I was in High School, I devoured Science Fiction. I read all the greats and many not-so-greats. I also enjoyed, and still do, Sci-Fi movies and television shows. My brother justifiably claims that I do not discriminate between the good, mediocre, or bad, enjoying all. So this summer, when the new space-based telescope came on line and the marvelous images started to stream into my computer, I rejoiced. A new portal had opened onto vistas I’d only imagined before. Now along with excited astronomers, I could peer far out and back witnessing stunning, breathtaking beauty. It is almost as if I stand on the edge of time, witnessing the advent of the universe.

               Truly, any serious contemplation of Advent begins with creation. After all, God knew the outcome of creation. “Let there be light…,” implies a coming sacrifice. He knew the separation and suffering the initial burst of light would set in motion, and I speak of His separation from His Son and the suffering that they would endure to make things right. I find the whispers from long past transcendent with His glory. They blaze across my computer screen. But even they pale into insignificance when I consider what they herald. He’s coming and He knew he was coming when He breathed them into being.