Grace to you and
peace from God our Father and our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Amen
For the grace of God has appeared, bringing
salvation to all. . .
Dare we believe
in a love so deep, so broad, so high?
A love so lavishly
given that there is no one beyond its reach.
Dare we believe
in a God who so loved the world that he would come to us, not in power and
glory, but weak, vulnerable, and lying in a manger as a little baby?
Dare we believe
in a God who would empty himself and become obedient even unto death on a
Cross?
Dare we believe
in God, at all?
And is that in
which we DO believe, truly God?
There is
something about the Christmas Story that we lose, after hearing it throughout
our lives.
It is so
familiar. We take it for granted.
And yet there is
this question mark hanging over it, and that question, is the question of
belief.
“How can this be?”
“Born of the
Virgin Mary” our creeds declare.
Born of a Virgin,
free from all sin, Child of God.
For many this is
a stumbling block.
And it certainly
was for Mary as well. “How can this be?” She would ask. “How can this be?”
That question,
how can this be?, would not, will not, go away.
A census. An unscheduled trip back home to Bethlehem.
And a make shift
shelter among the animals in the stable.
The Word made
flesh.
God incarnate.
And there was no
room for him in the inn. Just in a
cattle stall.
How can this be?
Humble shepherds,
asleep on a hill side.
Angelic
messengers filling the night sky.
"Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace among those whom he
favors!"
I haven’t
personally seen an angel. There are
people whom I have known who have been to me, angelic. Their words were of God. Their love touched me.
But to look up
and see the sky full of the heavenly host, praising God and shouting out for
joy. . .
Nope, haven’t
witnessed that.
What a contrast.
Shepherds and
Angels.
The one so
common, so ordinary, so everyday.
The other so
extraordinary. So uncommon. So “I’ve
never seen anything like it.”
How can that be?
I don’t know what
is more remarkable.
That angels were
present at Jesus’ birth, or shepherds.
How can that be?
They saw a star
in the East and journeyed from afar.
Wisemen. Magi.
Perhaps astronomers. Certainly
foreigners.
They came bearing
gifts fit for a king.
The star led
them. The star led them.
Lost in the
wonder of such a night is this simple statement, “the star led them”.
How can that be?
Again, I don’t
know what is more difficult to believe.
That three wise
men from the east would come to greet Jesus at his birth?
Or that they
would do so at the beaconing of a star.
And how can a
star, a real star, lead them to a place, one house in Bethlehem?
How can this be?
But for all the
questions we might come up with, for all the things that challenge our sense of
how things should be, it’s that first question that reasonates with me.
For the grace of God has appeared, bringing
salvation to all. . .
Dare we believe
in a love so deep, so broad, so high?
“O love, how
deep, how broad, how high!
How passing thought and fantasy,
that God, the Son of God, should take
our mortal form for mortals' sake!”
How passing thought and fantasy,
that God, the Son of God, should take
our mortal form for mortals' sake!”
Gathered around
the manger this evening is not only Mary and Joseph, the shepherds, the wise
men.
Singing God’s
praises are not just the angels.
But every living
thing as the whole creation shouts for joy.
For the grace of God has appeared, bringing
salvation to all. . .
How can this be?
We struggle with
this.
That God’s grace
might cover all.
Our human nature
demands that there must be winners and losers.
Some who will be saved and some who will not. And that somehow, what we do, makes
the difference.
But grace is of
God, not of us.
Grace is about
what God is doing in Christ Jesus, not about something we must do.
Anytime we talk
about what we must do to inherit eternal
life we are no longer talking about the grace of God, and the salvation
that God has created through Christ Jesus.
When we talk
about what we must do, we are talking about the righteousness of the law, in
which we, by our own actions become righteous.
But we cannot.
Paul writes in
Romans:
"There is no one who is righteous, not
even one;
there is no one who has understanding,
there is no one who seeks God. (Romans 3:10-11)
No one can do
this.
That’s what the
Bible says.
No one.
Yet WE say that
salvation belongs to those who seek God.
That salvation
requires our correct understanding and belief.
And that only
those who repent and live righteously can be saved.
But the Bible
says that since all have sinned and fall
short of the glory of God; they are now
justified by his grace as a gift. (Romans
3: 23)
“A gift.”
How can this be?
For the grace of God has appeared, bringing
salvation to all. . .
That is the most
unbelievable dimension of the Christmas story.
That God so loved
the world that his grace would appear in the form of the baby lying in the
manger, and that through that one, small, vulnerable child, all might be saved.
But we can’t
handle it.
Every time the
Bible says “all”, we want to say “some”.
There will be
some reading this sermon online that will scream out at me for even suggesting
that Christ brought “salvation to all”.
The thing though,
is that’s what the Bible says.
The Bible. God’s word.
Not mine.
Could it be that
God’s grace is deeper, broader, higher that we can ever imagine.
And would Jesus
be any less God if he was able to accomplish what the Bible says he
accomplished, namely bringing salvation to “all”?
How can this be?
The miracle of
Christmas, and of Jesus, is grace. And
love. And God’s gift.
The miracle of
Christmas is not about virgin birth, or guiding stars, or angelic hosts.
The miracle of
Christmas is about the salvation of our God.
Two words to
meditate on this Christmas.
“Gift.”
And “All.”
When we grasp
those words, we will grasp the marvel of God’s grace and love and salvation.
Amen.
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