“It’s the most wonderful time of the year.” I had to give pause for reflection on this well-known song lyric to determine whether I agreed. If I were to land in agreement with Andy Williams’ assessment, I would then have to address the more challenging question – “why?”
I grew up in a home where the Christmas season was always celebrated, and represented so much of what is good and right in the world. And the older I’ve grown, the more I’ve realized the importance of celebrating the good in the world – especially as Christians, bearers of hope, communicators of the Good News amidst a lost, confused and hurting culture. We do live in a spiritual warfare zone, and it is very possible to get stuck staring into the darkness so long that we forget the light exists.
Because Christmas was such a special time for us in our family, we kept the celebration going longer than most. We would listen to Christmas music for much of the year, and keep our lights up into February and sometimes into March! To top it all off, there were even a few years where we celebrated Christmas again in July!
But over time, and as I’ve met more people, learning their stories, I began to realize that Christmas isn’t accompanied by fond thoughts and memories for everybody. For some it carries the memories of a loss – loss of a job or home or loved one. For others it feels like salt in an open wound, because Christmas for them growing up was a season of abuse or neglect. And then you add the crowd who’s goal every year is to point out how Christmas is apparently nothing more than a clever commercialized marketing stunt, developed to drive retail sales.
If we’re not careful, we can allow Christmas to become about our experiences and memories, or even about our views on culture and commerce. But these all “miss the mark” – these all “sin”. When we make any of these things the central meaning, message or definition of Christmas, we are wrong.
So in the famous words of Charlie Brown, we might find ourselves asking, “Isn’t there anyone who can tell me what Christmas is all about?”
One of my favorite Christmas passages in the New Testament is found in Matthew 14:24-33.
“The boat was a long distance from the land, battered by the waves; for the wind was contrary. And in the fourth watch of the night He [Jesus] came to them, walking on the sea. When the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were terrified, and said, ‘It is a ghost!’ And they cried out in fear.
But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, ‘Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid.’ Peter said to Him, ‘Lord, if it is You, command me to come to You on the water.’ And He said, ‘Come!’ And Peter got out of the boat, and walked on the water and came toward Jesus.
But seeing the wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink, he cried out, ‘Lord, save me!’ Immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and took hold of him, and said to him, ‘You of little faith, why did you doubt?’
When they got into the boat, the wind stopped. And those who were in the boat worshiped Him, saying, ‘You are certainly God’s Son!’”
For years, the song “Silent Night” seemed strange to me. We all know the famous story of Jesus being born in barn, surrounded by animals and visited by shepherds. My impression is that this setting may have been called many things, but “silent” was not one of them.
But then I read in Revelation 8:1 “When the Lamb broke the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour.” Silence. Anticipation. A leaning forward in one’s seat. We see a few examples of this in Scripture – where something so amazing is about happen that there is a pause, a silence, what we might even call a “Selah” moment.
I don’t think this night in the barn giving birth in the hay with cows for nurses and goats for moral support was particularly silent in a natural sense. I think there was this Revelation 8:1 sense of heavenly anticipation – silence – eager expectancy. To see the cosmic tipping point in the culmination of the ages, to see the great I AM manifesting Himself as Immanuel – God with us in a new and unprecedented display of love and abandon for fallen humanity! Silence.
And Jesus constantly embodied this promise, this statement that God is with us. This is still true for us now, although He is with us in a different, and in many regards, a better way – through the indwelling of His Spirit. Where a single physical person can only be in one place at a time, the Spirit can be everywhere, going with us where we go, living in us as we live, comforting, guiding, instructing, and offering peace. He is sometimes referred to as the Prince of Peace.
And this brings us back to Matthew 14. Jesus walked WITH Peter IN the storm, and the impossible was possible. Immanuel, God with us… in the storm. One thing I’ve always loved about this passage is that Jesus was walking in the storm long before He called Peter to join Him. Prevenient grace – the grace that goes before. Our God is not only present with us in the storms, walking with us, leading us and saving us. Our God was in the storm long before we were. He is already walking the next storm that we don’t know about yet. But when we walk with Him, live in faith and trust He is good, His peace will pass all understanding and bring peace in the storm.
But suppose Peter began sinking and said, “To heck with this, I’m swimming back to the boat!” We wouldn’t remember this amazing account in the same light. Peter may have wavered in his faith for a moment, but he trusted that his Lord would save him, and He did!
This reminds me of a Dallas Willard quote: “Good things we have set our hearts on become real only as we choose them.”
We have often discussed the concept of “margin” at renovation. I used to think this had to do with chasing the moving target of “balance” in life, but now I’m not so sure. Maybe margin has less to do with restricting our actions, habits and thoughts, and more to do with walking in freedom with Christ in the middle of our storms. Maybe margin isn’t about doing less (and failing at that), and then getting upset with ourselves when we are too busy to breathe. Maybe margin is more about disciplining and ordering our life so that first things are first – not urgent things, important things, or even good things, but first things. Maybe margin is less stiff, like the impossible image of perpetual balance we thought it was, and maybe it’s more flexible and adaptable, ebbing and flowing with the rhythms of our life – like the waves Jesus called Peter to walk on.
I think, perhaps, that this is what Paul was explaining as he wrote in 2 Cor. 4:8-11 “We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying about in the body the dying of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body. For we who live are constantly being delivered over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh.”
Immanuel – God with us. Peace in the storm. Margin. Rhythm. Life. I think this is what Christmas is all about, a Gospel that really is good news to us at all times – and not just once a year.