Homily:
Christmas Eve (9pm) 2014, St. Albans
Readings:
Isaiah 52.7-10; Ps 98; Heb 1.1-4, Jn 1.1-14
I have a friend, a clergy colleague
who some years ago wanted to learn Biblical Greek. So he took a course, here in Ottawa at St.
Paul University. His instructor didn’t
use the usual method of lectures and textbooks and various exercises. Instead, he sat down with his students, and
they opened a Greek version of the New Testament. They turned to the Gospel of John, and
started working through the text that we just heard as our Gospel this
evening.
en archE En ho logos. In the beginning was the Word.
And as they worked through the first chapter
of John, they reviewed the prepositions, and they learned the verb tenses, and they
wrestled with the genitives and the declensions and the rest of the grammar.
And my colleague, an
assertive, goal-oriented guy, you might even call him an alpha male, he worked
hard, and he was pretty good at it, and he stuck with it for all those weeks,
going through the first chapter of John word by word, verse by verse, until he came
to verse 14:
kai ho logos sarx egeneto kai eskEnOsen en hEmin.
And the Word became flesh
and dwelt among us.
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And my friend was moved to tears.
After weeks of wrestling
with the Greek, with the big picture of God, the mysterious poetic language,
the cosmic and universal significance of the Word and the light, verse 14 went,
“Zap!”. The word became flesh and dwelt
among us. No more big picture. No more grand philosophy or theology. A child is born. There is nothing more concrete, nothing more
specific. Here’s the child that is born,
this one, lying here in a manger beside Mary his mother. And the birth of a child changes everything.
If you’ve ever had a child,
or been there for the birth, you know that when a child is born, the world
changes. I remember the birth of my
children, how can you ever forget. In
that moment, the world changes. There
was for me a sense of the miraculous, of awe, of wondering how can this
be. You experience feelings of love for
this little baby that you never knew you were capable of. I remember walking down the street of my neighbourhood
on the day after my child was born, and the trees seemed taller and the birds
sang louder, and there was a spring in my step and the whole experience felt
surreal, like I had stepped into another time and place just beyond our
everyday reality. The birth of a child can
do that to you. Everything changes.
I have another friend who
experienced this change, but in a very different way. When she became pregnant, it was a difficult
pregnancy, and there was a serious risk that neither she nor her unborn child
would survive the birth. And she was
coming to term, she and her husband thought long and hard about this, and they
met with the doctors and they came to an understanding. If things went wrong, right up until the
moment of birth, the doctors were to make my friend’s life their priority, even
if it meant the death of their unborn child.
But the moment the child was born, the moment the baby had taken a first
breath, the life of the child was to become the priority for the doctors, even
if that meant the death of the mother. And my friend remembers in the moment just after
she had given birth looking up and seeing the child in the arms of her
husband. She remembered their decision
and realized that it was now their child and no longer herself who was the
priority. And in that moment, her world changed. The birth of a child changes everything.
God knows that the birth of
a child is a life-changing experience for us.
Perhaps that’s why God came to be born as a child in our world. He wanted to move us, to make us feel
something. Because with the incarnation,
when the child is born, when the Word becomes flesh, it’s not just philosophy,
it’s not just theology anymore!
I asked my friend, the one who
studied Greek, why was it that he was moved to tears as he translated that
verse all those years ago. This is what
he told me:
“All of a sudden I pictured
this great, cosmic, mysterious God that I’d been wrestling with for weeks in my
Greek translation, I pictured him as a baby, lying in a manger. And he was so small and so vulnerable. And his vulnerability touched my
vulnerability, and the tears started to flow.”
The vulnerability of God as
the Word become flesh speaks to our unspoken vulnerability. Because we are, each one of us,
vulnerable. Oh sure, we try to hide it,
we don’t talk about it very often, but much as we try to push it below the
surface, we are vulnerable. The world
has reminded us of that this past year.
People like us taken hostage at a coffee shop. Innocents dying at the hands of police. Victims of ISIS, missing and murdered
aboriginal women. My stuff and your
stuff. We are vulnerable. Our relationships remind us of that every
year, for to be in relationship is to make yourself vulnerable to another, and
the flip side of love and joy can be tears and heartbreak when things are rough. No wonder we put up walls and hide our
vulnerability deep inside.
But the irony, some might
say the tragedy, of our human condition is that it is in our vulnerability that
we’re at our best. Our vulnerability is
the birthplace of much that is good and beautiful in our lives. It’s in our vulnerability that we are at our
most compassionate and creative. It’s
our vulnerability that opens up the possibility of intimacy in our lives, that
brings us into relationship with others, and that’s what we were made for.
Perhaps the most surprising
thing for me about Christmas is that it teaches me that what is true for humans
and our vulnerability is also true for God.
It’s when God is most
vulnerable that God is at God’s best!
For generations people had
seen God as powerful, distant, even wrathful, and they had often acted in that
image. And God said, this must
change!
And so God, the creator of
the heavens and the earth, the almighty, the eternal, became powerless and
vulnerable, born as child in Bethlehem.
And when that happens we are moved, and the world changes. The
vulnerability of God speaks to our unspoken vulnerability, and we are given the
greatest Christmas gift of all, the gift of intimacy with God. This is how God chose to speak to us. This is how God chose to be with us. God became a child at Christmas so that we
could become children of God.
Because the birth of a child
changes everything.
Amen.