I thought I would offer
something different for my commentary on today’s reading. I know it is a little
bit early for some of us to be thinking about Christmas. However, here is an
excerpt from my book, Open Before
Christmas, that touches upon a passage in our reading for today….
An article appeared in the
Associated Press one December day a number of years ago:
Israel might
declare Bethlehem a closed military area on Christmas Eve, preventing
worshippers from arriving there….
Bethlehem’s mayor
has already canceled Christmas Eve celebrations in the town because of more
than two months of violence between Israelis and Palestinians. The violence has
driven away most tourists, hitting Bethlehem’s economy hard.
The daily Maariv
said Prime Minister Ehud Barak was considering imposing the restrictions if
Palestinians do not stop firing on the Jewish neighborhood of Gilo, not far
from Bethlehem. Israel television broadcast a similar report.
“O little town of Bethlehem, how
still we see thee lie.” Not so still these days, is it? But 2,700 years ago
when Micah wrote his prophecy, about the birth of the Messiah,
Bethlehem was considerably more
quiet, a seemingly insignificant place. Let us see what Micah has to say about
the coming of the Messiah….
But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah,
though you are small among the clans of Judah,
out of you will come for me
one who will be ruler over Israel,
whose origins are from of old,
from ancient times. (Micah 5:2)
Who
sent the Son of God into the world? An answer is suggested in the words of
Micah 5:2. “Out of you,” says the Lord speaking through the prophet Micah, “Out
of you will come for me.” God the
Father sent his Son into the world.
God
the Father sent his Son into the world that he might be the Savior of all. Too
often, we ascribe the honor for our salvation to the Son of God alone. We
picture God the Father as angry at us for our sin and God the Son as pacifying
that anger. However, such is not the case. God the Father loves us, and chose
to become incarnate in his Son. “For God so loved the world that he gave his
one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have
eternal life.” (John 3:16)
Imagine
the depth of love that the Father must have had for us that he gave himself for
us in Jesus of Nazareth. I remember when my father laid his hand on my shoulder
and prayed for me before I got in the car and left California to travel all the
way across the country and go to seminary in Princeton, New Jersey. I remember
another day, when once again I was moving from California, this time with a
family of my own, to pastor a church in South Carolina. The day before I left,
my father gave me a Scripture to guide me. I still have that Scripture, which
he printed out for me on his computer, framed and hanging in my house to this
day.
Partings
between fathers and sons who love each other are not easy. I have a hard time
letting my kids leave for school, or leave to go next door to play with their
friends, or leave to go to a birthday party. It was even more difficult when I
had to say goodbye to my eldest son and send him off to college.
The
love that God the Father has for his Son is infinitely greater than the love
that any of us as human fathers have for our human sons or daughters. Yet, he
loved us so much that he was willing to give his Son for us. He didn’t merely
give his Son to travel across the country to go to college. No, he gave his Son
to go from heaven to earth, from infinity to the finite, from spirit to
occupying a body, from timeless eternity to the constraints of 24-hour days,
from deity to humanity, from total life to death on a cross. When the Son of
God left heaven, it had to be such an emotional parting that even the angels
wept. They longed to be with the Son of God so much that they followed him down
to earth just to watch and announce his birth.
I like the way Joseph Bayly put it in his Psalm for
Christmas Eve...
Praise God for Christmas.
Praise Him for the Incarnation
for Word made flesh.
I will not sing
of shepherds watching flocks
on frosty night or angel choristers.
I will not sing of stable bare in Bethlehem or lowing oxen
wise men
trailing distant star
with gold and frankincense and myrrh.
Tonight I will sing
praise to the Father
who stood on heaven’s threshold
and said farewell to His Son
as He stepped across the stars
to Bethlehem
and Jerusalem.
And I will sing praise to the infinite eternal Son
who became most finite a Baby
who would one day be executed
for my crimes.
Praise Him in the heavens.
Praise Him in the stable.
Praise Him in my heart.
Who
sent the Son of God into the world? God the Father sent him, and he did it out
of love for us.
If you want to learn more about my book, or order
a signed copy, now is a great time to get it in preparation for Advent: Open Before Christmas
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