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December 25, 2009 Christmas Eve
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Vulnerable
Luke writes,
"And she gave birth to her first born son and wrapped him in swaddling
cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in
the inn."
This is a special Christmas for
Marcia and me. Our first grandchild, Jace, was born October 30th to our
son and daughter-in-law. We
had the opportunity to be with them at Thanksgiving at their home in
Kansas City.
I was so looking forward to holding
little Jace for the first time.
As we drove across the seemingly endless prairie of Kansas, I was
filled with anticipation, thinking ahead to the precious moment and new
life waiting for us. The
time arrived, and we pulled in their driveway.
I could feel my heart
pounding in my chest as we approached the front door.
I think it was the sense of awe I
felt at that moment. Within
moments after our arrival, I cradled little Jace in my arms -
and I wept!
My heart and soul melted like butter.
I tried to find appropriate words, but the experience was far
beyond words - my tears of
joy said it all.
I discovered quickly that things are
not like they used to be with babies when we were young parents.
There are so many cool accessories you can get these days
to take care of babies. I had no idea.
For example, the high tech stroller
that converts into a car seat is
stupendous! It has a sun
shade and mosquito netting.
The seat part is like a protective space capsule that snaps into
the stroller and also into the special unit anchored in the backseat of
the car. When it snaps in
place, green lights come on to assure you that it is fastened.
I mean "holy cow!"
All we had was a flimsy little umbrella stroller.
They have a computerized swing and
another rocking seat contraption that vibrates and plays music. I could
use one of those! Even the
baby bottles are high tech, designed to reduce the amount of air baby
swallows. Swaddling blankets
have been outfitted with Velcro so the blanket will stay snugly wrapped
around the baby.
But the thing that really hit me
while holding little Jace is that babies are so
vulnerable - so
totally and comprehensively vulnerable.
The one thing that has not changed about babies
and never will is that
babies so need what we
have to give them - and we so
need to give what they call forth from us - the answer to both
being LOVE. That will never
change. And it’s in that
exchange of love - from out of their vulnerability calling forth our
love that we realize our most beautiful humanity; that we become most
fully and completely human.
"And she gave birth to her first born son and wrapped him in swaddling
cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in
the inn." (Luke 2:7)
The baby Jesus grew up and became a
man, but the man Jesus never shed his vulnerability.
He
was different from us in that regard.
We grow up and clothe ourselves with the armor of stubborn
self-sufficiency that often prevents a great deal of love from getting
in or out - or it makes our love very conditional.
Jesus' entire life was characterized by being
vulnerable to the vulnerable;
by loving the vulnerable: the last and least, those that
political and religious powers had marginalized,
dismissed, exploited and oppressed. The inclusive love of God
that filled his being and burned in his soul gave him the courage and
resolve to cross the oppressive boundaries of his day to love, lift
up and affirm those living on the other side.
He clashed with religion when it elevated law over love and
social justice. He removed
the dehumanizing labels that were put on people by power.
You see, by celebrating Jesus as a
baby we are declaring that God’s identification with the most vulnerable
in this world is total. The
Christmas story proclaims that
God is present in the most vulnerable among us, and from their
vulnerable station God calls forth from us the best that can be given -
LOVE.
The vulnerable of this world so need what we have to give them -
and we so need to give what they call forth form us - LOVE in all of its
manifestations. Luke’s
Christmas message is an invitation to wrap the swaddling cloth of God's
love, as revealed in Jesus, around the most vulnerable among us; to not
leave them homeless, powerless, hungry, lost and forgotten, but to bring
them home in God's LOVE.
Christianity at its best and most beautiful always
remembers this and never forgets it.
This is the resolute and gracious Christianity that takes the
shape of compassionate action, passion for social justice, inclusive
love, and the dogged pursuit of peace-making and reconciliation.
This is the Christianity that sees the dignity of each face and
each life no matter how different from ours.
Christianity at its worst and most grotesque always
forgets this. This is the dogmatic and self-righteous Christianity that
uses the name of God to religiously legitimate fear, prejudice,
exclusion, and violence. This is
the Christianity that turns God and Jesus into judgmental monsters and
portrays God as always on our side, advancing our agenda.
This is the Christianity that sacrifices grace and inclusive love
on the altar of dogma and doctrine.
"And she gave birth to her first born son and wrapped him in swaddling
cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in
the inn."
The vulnerable baby Jesus grew up, but
he never shed his vulnerability telling his own disciples that
whatever they did to the least and
last was no different than doing it to him.
As I held little Jace in my arms and
became acutely aware of how much
he needs the love I have to give, and how much
I need to give the
love he is calling forth from me, it caused me to wonder how
different the world might be if we loved each other more in that
way, in that Christ-like way, and included it in the attitudes we
form about others; and the decisions we make about others;
and the actions we take toward others.
If Christmas means anything at all, it
means that God takes up residence in the vulnerable of the world,
and even in the vulnerable places of our own lives, and from there
calls forth from us and others the love that was manifest in
the life of Jesus - and with his
help, and his
strength, and his
courage living in us, through faith, perhaps we can love,
and allow ourselves to be loved by others in that Christ-like
way, bringing the world together in peace like never before.
Amen. |