: It’s Coming!
November 30, 2024
Today is Advent Sunday and, this year, all those who open up their Advent calendars will do so on the same day that the season of Advent begins in the Church calendar. The shops and the media have been telling us for some time that Christmas is coming, but the start of Advent puts the official stamp on it. It is coming - and we can get excited and expectant, or worried and apprehensive, as the case may be.
There must have been mixed emotions back in Nazareth. Not long to go before a young girl was expecting her first child, and that before the time of her betrothal had been sealed by marriage. She had just returned from visiting her cousin, Elizabeth, in Judea (Luke 1.39-40), back to wagging tongues and shaking heads of neighbours who disapproved of her situation (and wondering why she hadn’t been publicly humiliated by her fiance, even stoned to death), only to learn that she would have to make that journey back to the Judean area again, and at the precise time of her expected delivery.
Yes, she had been told that she was to have a child by an angelic messenger (Luke1.26-33), and the wonder of it had been confirmed by Elizabeth (Luke 1.41-45), but it would be a difficult journey in the last days of her pregnancy, and without her mother there to help. And all because the Romans had ordered a census to be taken (Luke 2.1-3). For Mary, that first Christmas would be full of the excitement and expectation, the worry and apprehension, that many feel as we approach this Christmas in 2024.
How we feel about Christmas depends on many things. We are influenced by our age. For youngsters, it is all excitement and expectation as they open their Advent calendars, excitement and expectation which grows as they see December 25th getting nearer. Older people may be more worried about all the preparations necessary, and the cost of meeting the expectations of family and friends.
I wonder if, for Mary, the problems she envisaged in those last weeks as she waited for the advent, the coming, of her baby, were overshadowed by the fact that her child was so special. The angel had identified Him as ‘the Son of the Most High’ (Luke 1.32 [NIV ]) and ‘the Son of God’ (Luke 1.35). This child could only be the long-awaited Messiah, promised by God.
Whatever our problems this Christmas, and our hopes and expectations, Advent is the assurance that we shall be celebrating the birth of God’s Son, who came into this world as a baby, to live and to die as our Saviour, as the angels were to tell the shepherds (Matt.2.11)
It is true, it’s coming. Advent tells us that we have not long to wait for Christmas is on its way. But it also reminds us that we will be celebrating God’s greatest gift to us, His Christmas gift of the Lord Jesus Christ, to be our Saviour (John 1.14).
The Bible tells us that there is great angelic choir singing praises in heaven, & sometimes on earth. The sound and the harmony are obviously ‘out of this world’. One of our hymns begins ‘There is singing up in heaven such as we have never known’. But what do the angels sing? In his vision of the Lord God sitting on His throne (Isa.6.1-4), Isaiah said that the creatures round the throne were calling to each other : ‘Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty, the whole earth is full of His glory!’ There could be special hymns for specific occasions. At the Incarnation, the shepherds on the hills above Bethlehem saw and heard the heavenly hosts singing ‘Glory to God in the highest heaven - Gloria in excelsis Deo - and peace on earth to those with whom He is pleased!’ (Luke 2.14 (GNB]). Which is why we have the carol ‘Hark the herald angels sing’. I don’t know what the angels would have sung on the first Good Friday. Perhaps they were too dumbfounded and gob-smacked to sing anything as they saw Jesus, the Son of God, die on the cross in pain and agony, shame and humiliation. Why could God allow this to happen - the worst possible death for the only good and divine person, and for it to be for people who habitually failed to do what was right and good? It was the supreme act of love for the redemption of humankind. If there was nothing the angels could sing on that day of darkness, it changed dramatically on the first Easter morning when it was the disciples who were dumbfounded. The women who went early to the tomb in which Jesus had been laid found it empty (Luke 24.1-3). He had risen from the grave, defeating death and sin. To my mind, there is only one song which the angels could have sung – a chorus of ‘Hallelujahs’. Meaning ‘Praise the Lord’, it is the song we all should sing when we discover that Jesus died for each one of us to bring us forgiveness for our sins so that we can come before God and, in course of time, join in the singing of the angelic choir. ‘Hallelujah’ is the high point of Handel’s ‘Messiah’, but even that, great as it is, falls short of the heavenly version. The hymn I quoted earlier which begins ‘There is singing up in heaven’ goes on to say ‘where angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon the throne’, the Lamb of God, Jesus who willingly went to the Cross so that our sins could be forgiven (1 John 2.2). The praise of the angels for the One who gave up His life for us is recorded in Scripture. John in his vision of heaven saw ‘ten thousand times ten thousand’ sing ‘Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain, to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing’ (Rev.5.11-12). That is another great chorus in Handel’s ‘Messiah’, the penultimate chorus before the climactic ‘Amen’ (as in Rev.7.11-12). For those who recognise that Christ’s rising on Easter morning is personal for them and respond by acknowledging Him as Saviour and serving Him as Lord, Easter is a time to join with the angels and shout ‘Hallelujah, it’s Easter!’ - praise be to God for His great salvation. In fact, it is always time to give thanks and sing redemption’s story.
Mankind doesn’t seem to change. People often engage in building ‘empires’, be they small and personal or large and political. Leaders of nations strive to build up their power and hold on to it by any means they can think of, because they are fearful that others will come along to take over. It was the same in Jesus’ day. At His birth, Herod sought to kill the baby born in Bethlehem as he perceived in Him a threat to his crown (Matt.2.16). At the end of His life, the Romans used extreme measures to subdue any opposition and retain control of their empire. The religious leaders in Jerusalem were no different. They resorted to secret arrest, an unlawful trial and ‘doctoring’ the charges to ensure the execution of the man they feared. In their hastily called meeting of the Sanhedrin, they found Jesus guilty of blasphemy, but changed the accusation to treason, to make sure He received the death penalty when they brought Him before the Roman governor, Pontius Pilate. The result was that, although innocent, He was condemned to the slow painful, shameful death of crucifixion. Those who would build empires today, as Putin seems to want to do for Russia, and even Trump wants to do for America with his suggestions of taking over Greenland, amalgamating Canada with the USA and renaming the Gulf of Mexico as the Gulf of America, follow in the wake of a line of ‘empire builders’ in the past 100 years who have used misinformation and false accusations to justify their ambition, and violence to enforce it. Jesus was at the centre of all the action on Good Friday, wrongly arrested, falsely condemned, unjustly crucified. He accepted it all, humbly submitting to the abuse and torture (Mark 14.65, 15.16-20), before facing the terror of the cross. In great humility and in obedience to His Father’s will, He gave up His life for our salvation, offering us forgiveness for our sins and eternal life in the Kingdom of God as we accept Him as our Lord and Saviour and seek to live in His way. As the execution party laid Him on the cross and drove the nails into His hands and feet, Jesus prayed for their forgiveness (Luke 23.34). There can be no greater example of the gulf, which still exists today, between man’s inhumanity and God’s love for humanity. Christ calls us to follow Him and in humility and love to change the inhumanity still so obvious in the world, and in the actions of those who seek power today, by showing true humanity in our daily living, the humanity of Christ shown in His love, compassion, care and concern for all.
The day on which Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey, the day we call Palm Sunday, raised the hopes of a good number of people. It seemed as if their dreams might indeed have some solid foundation. This was a day of great expectations. For the disciples, walking alongside Jesus, there was the hope that, at last, their leader was being recognised for who He was. Slowly, over the 3 years they had been with Him, hearing His teaching and seeing the miracles He had performed, they had come to realise how special Jesus was and, eventually, when Jesus had questioned them, acknowledged He was God’s appointed Messiah, the one long-awaited who would save the nation (Mark 9.27-29). If the people would also acclaim Jesus as the Messiah, what hopes and dreams would be growing in their minds as, step by step, the disciples accompanied Jesus on His approach to the city gate. Great expectations! The crowd of pilgrims coming into Jerusalem at the same time, to celebrate the Passover, would have had their own expectations. Their hopes would be stirred up by the religious fervour of the festival, and by national resentment against the Romans who ruled their land. It was a time when there would be dreams of religious revival and possibly an insurrection which would drive out the Romans. Great expectations! And now they were aware that there was one in their midst who, from what they had heard about Him, might just be the man they were looking to lead them. No wonder they shouted ‘Praise God! God bless him who comes in the name of the Lord! God bless the King of Israel!’ (John12.13), greeting Him by waving palm branches and spreading their cloaks before Him on the road. But there were others with different hopes and expectations. The Pharisees and the religious leaders had a very different view of Jesus as they saw Him coming into the city. In their estimation, He was a challenge to their authority and a threat to their position and status (John 12.19). For a long time they had been plotting to get rid of Him (John 5.15-18 [AV]) and now He was coming into their ‘territory’. They had high hopes that, at last, they would have a chance to finally ‘dispose’ of Him. Jesus was aware of all these hopes and dreams and expectations. He knew that none of them would be fulfilled, at least not in the way that was expected. As He entered Jerusalem, He knew that, only days ahead, He would be crucified. The dreams of the disciples would be dashed; the hopes of the people for a military defeat of the Romans would come to nothing; only the religious leaders would think that their expectations had been achieved. But even they would soon be dismayed, for Easter lay ahead & Jesus would have great expectations of His followers.
Dads may forget our birthday, and some even struggle to remember how old we are, but mothers never forget. They knew us from our first stirrings within them before we were born. They remember the moment when, in pain, they gave us life. They can recall all the little incidents as we grew up. So we are always their child. But that makes them protective of us. They are there when we need them. They give us what we need to help us, rather than what we want. They point us in the right direction. They support us as we try to do things and encourage us in our ambitions. They understand us better than we understand ourselves and feel the pain of our failures and troubles. They give us their love unconditionally, whether we deserve it or not, because we are always their child. Unfortunately, we often fail to realise all this as we try to grow up, perhaps resentful that our mother still looks on us as their ‘child’, no matter how old we may be. It is not that she doesn’t want us to grow up but that we are precious to her because she has given us life and wants the best for us. However, we don’t realise how precious our mother is until she is no longer there to give us her love and support. It is significant that all I have said about the virtues of a good mother can also be seen in the character of God (even though we normally refer to Him in prayer as ‘Our Father …’). He is there for us when we need Him and will listen when we talk to Him. He will give us what we need rather than what we desire for He wants the best for us. If we listen to the Holy Spirit, He points us in the right direction. He will support us as we try to do the right things. He understands us better than we understand ourselves and feels the pain of our failings and troubles. He gives us His unconditional love, whether we deserve it or not. And why? Because we are His children! All He asks is that we make the choice to become part of His family again, and live as part of His family, for then He says, ‘You will be My sons and daughters’. That is the privilege of being children of the Kingdom of God. For God to call you His child is something which is priceless. We shouldn’t want to grow up so much that we want to put ourselves beyond that.
The problem with ‘love’ is that, although everyone has an idea of what they mean by it, it is so difficult to define in concrete terms. It is indescribable and undefinable. You can feel it but can’t touch it. You can give it to someone but can’t demand it from them. You can see its amazing effect but cannot package it as a product. It can bring complete strangers together but lack of it can destroy families. You want it to be as strong and enduring as time itself but the wrong word or the wayward look can shatter it in an instant. The repeated refrain of the Beatles song, ‘Love, love, love...love is all you need’ points to a fundamental truth but doesn’t really get us close to what love is. The truth is that, if everybody was loving and kind, the world would be a much better place. The reality is that the only kind of love which can achieve that is not the romantic love of Valentine’s Day, a love often subject to the twists and turns of emotion and physical attraction. Jesus had a good deal to say about the love which endures and is wholly positive. When asked what was the greatest principle by which to live, He replied, ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: Love your neighbour as yourself’ (Matthew 22.37-38). Jesus went on to explain how encompassing this love should be in His story of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10.29-37) and, perhaps more directly, when He said ‘Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you’ (Luke 6.27-28). Now that is a very different kind of love to that which Valentine’s Day evokes, but it is the kind of love which will ensure that the love signified by cards and flowers on February 14 th will last for a lifetime of partnership – treating others as you would treat yourself or in the way you would wish them to treat you, forgiving offences, offering only good and upholding others in prayer. Loving means the giving of love even in the most extreme of circumstances, as Jesus did on the Cross. It is significant that, very early in His ministry, Jesus declared, ‘God so loved the world (you and I) that He gave His one and only Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life’ (John 3.16). Now that is love! All the love you need!
In Christian Endeavour, February 2nd is recognised as Endeavour Day
In my estimation, it seems to take about 12 days at the most for the star which shines so brightly in the Christmas story to have faded away. Like the bright angelic choir which sang to the shepherds, the star guiding the wise men to Bethlehem is a prominent feature in Christmas services. But, when we get to Epiphany, it has faded away and the concentration is on the Wise Men and their gifts. Yet the star is so important as it is part of that Epiphany, the divine revelation of the infant Jesus to these searching foreigners. So we can’t forget about it as attention moves to gold, frankincense and myrrh. We will probably never know what sort of astronomical feature the star was, though many have tried to explain it. However, it doesn’t really matter. It was the purpose which counted and that was to be a star of revelation. It revealed the way the Wise Men had to follow – the challenge to recognise the significance of this stellar appearance which they had observed and to respond positively to it (Matthew 2.1-2). It identified the location where they would find the King they were expecting (Matthew 2.10) – rated as a one-star B-&-B, animals welcome, cot provided – and where they knelt in adoration before a Child who they recognised to be a God-given Gift for the blessing of the whole world. It has continued to shine down the ages through the particular story in Matthew’s Gospel (Matt.2.1-12) with a mystery and fascination which can direct wise men (as well as women and children) to their own Epiphany of recognising Jesus Christ, the baby born in Bethlehem and laid in a manger, as the Son of God and Saviour of the world. It still is an Epiphany star, a star of revelation. Maybe the light of the Star of Bethlehem doesn’t fade as quickly as I thought, or perhaps it is like a comet with a regular divinely designated appearance for a brief period every twelve months. We need its light to remind us that we, too, can have an Epiphany, just like the Wise Men, and recognise Jesus for who He really is. So, continue to twinkle, twinkle, not so little star.
Here we are at the start of a New Year and many of us will be wondering where the last year went. It seems to have rushed away in the last few months, with all the preparations for Christmas & New Year celebrations. Some of us remember the start of the Millennium, with its special celebrations, and apprehensions, and wonder how we have already advanced a quarter of a century as we now step into 2025. As they say, time flies. It rarely seems to stand still. At this time of year, we can actually watch time fly. On the television, we can see the celebrations of the New Year progressing round the world as major cities reach the critical point of their mid-night, and firework displays are set off. Each place wants to outdo the others in the magnificence of their display, so a wave of light and colour, noise and joy moves around the world. In the words of the poet Kate McIlhagga, ‘the new year sweeps across the world in glory’. Perhaps we may think that there is precious little glory in the world at the moment as we look at world events, and as the glory of the angels and their Christmas message of peace on earth because of the Saviour’s birth begins to fade as we prepare to take down the Christmas decorations. But if we add the love we have from God, which the birth of Jesus Christ tells us about, to the hope we have for a good new year and share it with others, then maybe we can bring some happiness to the next twelve months for ourselves and others who need it. If we are not to ask the same question, ‘Where’s it all gone?’, at the end of 2025, we need to take hold of that time which so easily flies by and hang on to it for a few moments, make time for some reflection of where we are, where we are going, and ‘who loves you, baby?’ as Kojak used to say. I heard a prayer in church during Advent which said : ‘Lord, help me to befriend time, to be free of the fear of it passing too quickly, too slowly, too unproductively, for You are the heartbeat of all time. In You every second is precious and sanctified. May I never miss the blessing of ‘Now’ in my hurry to journey on.’ So take just as few moments to ponder this : Happy moments, praise God. Difficult moments, seek God. Quiet moments. worship God. Painful moments, trust God. Every moment, thank God. And may you have a Blessed and Healthy 2025, with time to stop and ponder.
For youngsters, and perhaps some adults as well, the arrival of Christmas morning is a time they have been waiting for. If only it had come sooner! But Christmas is about waiting. 2,000 years ago, there were a few people in Israel who were waiting. The Bible names one of them, Simeon, and says he was ‘waiting for the consolation of Israel’ (Luke 2.25). The Living Bible translates this as ‘constantly expecting the Messiah to come soon’. And now it was that time, for Mary’s time had come ‘and she gave birth to her first-born son’ (Luke 2.7). St Paul says it happened ‘when the right time finally came’ (Gal.4.4 [GNB]). Many reasons have been put forward as to why it was the right time, even why it was the wrong time in world history . Whatever the reason(s) we can put forward, it was right because, in His infinite wisdom, it was the moment chosen by God to begin His salvation plan for humankind. It was the moment when ‘God sent His Son … to redeem those who were under the Law, so that we might become God’s sons’ (Gal.4.4-5). We celebrate that timing, and its purpose, each year. There were celebrations 2,000 years ago, though perhaps not by everybody. Many of those in Bethlehem were not aware of what was happening and King Herod simply wanted to eliminate the child (Matt.2.13). However, besides Mary and Joseph, who must have been delighted that the birth had gone so well in what were hardly hygienic circumstances (Luke 2.7), there were celebrations from angels and shepherds. The angels, ‘a great company of the heavenly host’ (Luke 2.13 [NIV]), praised God (Luke 2.14), for they had given the good news to the shepherds that ‘today … a Saviour has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord’ (Luke 2.11). So the shepherds celebrated by leaving their sheep (an unheard of action) to find the baby in the manger (Luke 2.16-17), rejoicing in what they had heard and seen (Luke 2.20). The wise men, who came along a little later, also celebrated. Finding the child they were seeking, they worshipped Him and presented Him with gifts (Matt.2.11). Christmas has come. The time is right for us to celebrate God’s gift of a Saviour and to tell others the good news.
Hell on earth does exist. When we see the pictures on TV of the damage done in Gaza by Israeli military action and in Ukraine by Russian bombardment, we are surely seeing ‘hell on earth’. It is almost impossible for those of us living in peaceful countries to imagine the terror being experienced daily in those war-torn areas. In Gaza, in particular, we see the breakdown of civil society and organisations, so that obtaining the necessities of life - food, water, shelter, medical aid - becomes a daily struggle. Normal life becomes impossible. On Remembrance Day we recall those who gave their lives in the horrors of the First World War and subsequent conflicts. For many, those horrors are summed up in one name - Passchendaele - a name which has come to symbolise the horrors of the warfare in the Flanders area. Apart from pictures of men in the trenches and ‘going over the top’, it is pictures of the Passchendaele area that give the stark impression that the conflict there was indeed ‘hell on earth’. Such pictures show that the artillery bombardments reduced the woods to shattered, skeletal tree trunks, smashed the drainage systems and pockmarked the ground with shell holes. Together with the heaviest rain for 30 years, the shelling churned the ground into thick mud, turning the area into a nightmarish quagmire over which men fought and died, a quagmire which swallowed men and horses whole and has buried their remains to this day. It is no wonder that no-one can agree on the number of casualties in the three months of that battle. Estimates vary from 200,000 to 400,000 on each side. Passchendaele speaks of a never-ending hail of bullets and shells, rain and suffocating mud, truly a daily ‘hell on earth’ for those involved. The ‘hell on earth’ of Passchendaele continued in the lives of those who had lost loved ones and those who came back from the war with physical wounds and mental scars and it has been repeated in every conflict and civil war since, as the media reports about Gaza and Ukraine testify. ‘Hell on earth’ is invariably man-made, caused not only by warfare but by random acts of hatred and violence. The knife attacks on innocent civilians in the UK this year have brought the dreadful experience close to home. ‘Hell on earth’ is also caused by extremes of poverty and unemployment, by lack of foresight by individuals, companies and authorities, often in their desire to make, or save, money. The inferno at the Grenfell tower block in London 7 years ago was surely ‘hell on earth’ for those caught up in it. On Remembrance Day, we should recall all those whose experience, in any way, was or is ‘hell on earth’, and determine to do all we can to ensure that nobody has to live in, or go through, a ‘hell on earth’ of whatever kind. Such tragedies, for nations or individuals, should have no place in our world. Wherever there is such ‘hell on earth’, created by mankind in its folly, hatred and selfishness, many would ask, ‘Where is God, the loving God of the Christians?’ Writing about the First World War, the poet S.J. Robinson put it this way : When glory came to the trenches - As an officer, shining bright – Said He'd go over the Top for us Then offered us a light Reckoned our war would soon be over And, at first, we jeered But He told us of His battle plan And took away our fear He promised to always be near us And try to keep us safe Didn't believe in us killed and sacrificed In this dark forsaken place He explained that to die was His job And that we must be content To tell others of His coming here As o'er the Top He went When Glory came to the Trenches We said, of commanders, He was alone "Well, they only came here to send you," He said "I came to take you all home "