So this is my last blog for the Year. I plan on unplugging from the world wide web and heading out for some much needed vacation with the family. We are headed to Arkansas to spend time with family, unless you are a robber, in which case, we are staying in Abilene for the entire break.
It’s strange reading the Gospels during the Christmas season. It’s as if every single story that we read demands to be interpreted in light of Bethlehem. And that got me thinking this morning about some of my favorite Jesus stories. What did Christmas originally mean to these people when it happened.
She was probably a teenager when the birth at Bethlehem happened, but she had no idea what was going on over there, babies are born everyday, and she just happened to live in Samaria. Maybe she was dating someone, or maybe she was already pledged to be married. After all, she was going to have to start early to go through four failed marriages and be working on her fifth serious relationship by the time she would meet Jesus. Life was really going to put her through the ringer. Maybe it was that she would make some bad choices, or maybe she was going to be the victim of bad men. But for whatever reason, by the time Jesus came along she had hit rock bottom. She was alone in every sense that mattered. But he saw her. Up until that point no one knew who Jesus was. He hadn’t told the Kings or dignitaries, but he told her. He gave her life dignity again. Continue reading Christmas Stories
You can keep your Jingle Bells, and Frosty the Snowman’s, I don’t care much for Sleigh Ride’s or having a White Christmas (I do after all live in West Texas). Because my favorite Christmas song of all time has got to be “O Holy Night”
It’s one of the best hymn’s that has ever been written. And while it’s a pity that it only makes an appearance in December, I think I understand why we can only sing it a couple of times a year. It’s too insistent, it a song that makes too many demands on our life.
“Long Lay the world, in sin and error pining. Till He appeared and the soul felt it’s worth.”
This is a song about the Solidarity of God. About a God who chooses to be among us.
But it’s who he chooses to be among that fascinates me. This is a God who chooses to be among this little nation of peasants, He appears to shepherds and teenagers and fishermen and single mom’s and little kids. That’s who God was with. Continue reading The Solidarity of God
So hang with me on this.
The way the story goes, is that Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, the world falls into disarray, and the world first couple moved East. But actually, it was more people than them who moved east, it was the entire world. Re-read Genesis sometime with an eye for this phrase. Because story after story ends with the refrain…And they moved East. Continue reading Frankincense and Myrrh
So my friend Josh Graves posted this on his blog recently. It’s a quote from Fredrich Buechner on why the Flood is so wildly popular with Children. It’s a disturbing quote, here’s what Buechner says: Continue reading Noah for GrownUps