A message based on Mark 1:21-28.

In 2012 the alt-rock band Imagine Dragons released their debut album, Night Visions. It was an instant success, becoming the fourth most purchased album nationally within a year. Imagine Dragons is also the only group with two of the top ten songs downloaded in rock history. One of these top downloaded songs, Demons, has been purchased online over 5 million times in the US to date.

So what makes this song, Demons, so successful? I’ll give you my take on that – the lyrics describe a certain darkness to the human condition, in language people can understand, in ways they can relate. In Lutheran terms, where we are both saint and sinner, at all times, it’s not the saint piece we’re talking about.

Lyrics to Demons describe the dark side of the human condition poetically:

When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood’s run stale

Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide

Sometimes where the demons hide is crystal clear.

When former Michigan State and Olympic gymnast doctor Larry Nassar was sentenced to 175 years in prison early this week, for inappropriate contact, with 150 teen and pre-teen girls, over the course of two decades, we can only shake our heads. Dear God, cast out this vicious demon. Dear God, bring your justice for this wrong. Bring your healing for all those impacted. Lord, hear our prayers.

Other times the nature of the demon is less than obvious, as is the case with today’s scripture text. Modern translations of the text use the phrase unclean spirit to describe what this man was possessed with, so let’s use that phrase for a bit. In biblical language impure means unclean, which means, simply, contrary to the sacred. Contrary to the sacred. Aka not according to God’s plan.

Unclean Spirits
Today’s text finds Jesus, very early in his ministry, teaching in the temple on the Sabbath. Teaching in a holy space on a holy day. And then, in the middle of his sermon, something unexpected happens. A man shows up, speaking directly to the preacher, saying, “What have you to do with us? I know who you are, Jesus!”

We don’t know the nature of this unclean spirit, so it would be unfair to speculate. We do know it recognized Jesus, and Jesus recognized the spirit as something not according to God’s plan. And with Christ, sent to earth to live out God’s plan, with a showdown like this lined up, something had to give.

Jesus, in this moment didn’t launch into a parable, as wonderful as those parables are. He didn’t draw signs in the dirt, as meaningful as those signs can be. And he didn’t shuffle off to the next town, opting to preach elsewhere, as important as his preaching across the countryside came to be.

Instead he acted, commanding the unclean spirit to leave the man, casting out this unclean spirit right then and there. And the people gathered that day were amazed, realizing this Man doesn’t just teach, but acts. And even the unclean spirits, those spirits that aren’t according to God’s plan, they obey him, the people realized. At once the fame of Jesus began to spread. The words, and deeds, of this new preacher also began to spread.

Imagine if something like that happened here, during a normal church service. Imagine if Pastor Bryan and I were on vacation, and this other preacher, from Nazareth, were here in our place, speaking to you. And imagine if, right in the middle of the sermon, someone challenged this other pastor, and then had their unclean spirit plucked out of them, fully healed, in mind and body, right before your eyes. My guess is you’d be amazed too. And would have plenty to talk about after church as well ?

Yet other times noticing unclean spirits, what they are, and how they are contrary to the sacred, and what we are called to do in those moments we encounter them, well, at times it can be a little more difficult to see all that clearly.

Utopia
It was a gorgeous South Florida Sunday, about ten years ago, I remember it well. Kathi and I did then what we do now, we got up, showered, put clean clothes on and went to church. After service the congregation was invited to head outside for a pancake brunch, complete with eggs, sausage patties, hot coffee and fresh-squeezed Florida orange juice, mmmmmm, so tasty. The meal was spread out across a few long rectangular tables. People began to form a line to fill their plates, fill their stomachs.

Kathi and I got our food, and then went to find a place to sit. Now this is South Florida, so a lot of the gathering spots to be had exist outdoors. We found a couple of open seats on a picnic bench underneath a large covered patio that protected us from the sun. We settled in to enjoy a good meal alongside good conversation with people we knew, people we liked.

And what of the temperatures, my winter Iowan friends? They were in the mid-70s; a light ocean breeze blew through the large covered patio cooling everyone.

This is one of those moments I love most about participating in the life of the church. Music, prayer, message and communion, followed by the community gathering together for relationship, for conversation, for a shared meal.

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It was then, in the middle of a personal churchy utopia, that a member of the congregation came up and whispered something in my ear.

Casting Out
“A homeless man is here, and in line for food. Should we do something about that” the person wondered? I looked over at the serving line and easily spotted the man. Sporting a disheveled beard, and filthy clothes that I’d guessed he slept in for days, or weeks, standing amongst the people of our church, all in their version of a Sunday best, he was impossible to miss.

Now this was pre-seminary for me, pre-pastor gig, years before I’d first approach a pulpit to deliver a message. Yet I was on church council, and was being asked to take action, to address this perceived issue one way or another.

“Thanks for the heads up,” I replied, and headed back to pancakes and orange juice, back to fun conversation. I remember thinking, in that moment, what’s the big deal? Let the guy sit down. Let the guy eat. While I thought this I did nothing, settling for inaction instead.

A few minutes later, another church leader approached me with a different narrative than I’d silently spoken internally. “There was a homeless person here that made a few people uncomfortable. So I went over, spoke with him, gave him some food, and escorted him off the property. I thought you should know.”

This unclean homeless man, physically unclean at least, had literally just been cast out from our church gathering.

My personal churchy utopia, a South Floridian garden of Eden of sorts, suddenly felt a little unclean too.

Taken in the context of today’s scripture, who had the unclean spirit?

Was it the homeless man, unclean physically, he who had been cast out?

Or was it me, he who had taken no action, settling for personal comfort instead?

Or was the unclean spirit not dwelling in one person, but instead a symptom of a larger issue?

I’m not going to answer that question, but I do ask you to think on it some, look at it from various vantages and see where you arrive. I’ve held on to this story for a decade now and continue to grapple with the challenges it contains.

Close
Sometimes demons in our world are really easy to spot, especially in an era of modern tech where news is disseminated so quickly. Finding and labeling unclean spirits, in conversation with friends or on your Facebook feeds, well, that can be downright fun. And, to be honest, it almost feels kind of good to do, thank goodness we’re not like this person or that group! We preach our sermons in one form or another, expecting others to come-to-Jesus, so-to-speak, desiring the world to be formed in our image, in our own version of utopia. Or perhaps we just turn a blind eye, like I did that sunny Florida morning, desiring change, yet unwilling to do anything about it.

Theologian Mike Graves, reflecting on today’s scripture, where Jesus stands in contrast to the scribes of the temple, says that:

”Like it or not, (preachers) are the scribes who profit from the scholarly work of others, and bring forth teachings in an assembly we call church. And like it or not, we are just as likely to miss the marginalized before us.”

Ouch. That kinda hurts.

But Jesus breaks into our world and sees us for who we are, as spiritually clean or spiritually unclean as that may be. Christ lived a life of transformation, of action, and stands ready to remove the unclean spirits, those spirits that are not according to God’s plan, and pluck them right from us.

The Imagine Dragons song Demons closes with these fitting lyrics, that point us right back to our savior:

Your eyes, they shine so bright
I want to save their light
I can’t escape this now
Unless you show me how

Dear Lord, show us the unclean spirits within ourselves, those spirits that act contrary to your plan, whatever they may be. Cast out those unclean spirits, leaving us only Your heart for Your people. Guide us to model you and then act, moved by the Holy Spirit, being part of the transformation of the world around us.

And then empower us to make room at the grand banquet of your kingdom, a kingdom where none are sent away, and ALL are welcome to sit down, together, and share in the heavenly feast.   Amen.

A devotion based on 2 Timothy 1:2-7.  

Whenever I get to the pearly gates the apostle Paul is the first person I’ll reach out to for chatter over a cup of coffee.  Educated, well-traveled, a small business owner and a man of languages, and egad what a writer!  He knew how to encourage, challenge and mediate, all in the right dose, and always with the person, congregation or town he wrote to in mind.

This text, which opens his second letter to Timothy, is more of the encouraging kind, and it reminds me of so many of our Christian communities.

I love that Paul looks back, honoring the past, specifically naming Timothy’s mother and grandmother, exhorting the value of a faith passed on from one generation to the next. Congregations with multiple generations of families can look back, to parents, grandparents and great-grandparents, and consider all they’ve done to encourage our faith, from baptism, first communion, confirmation and on into adulthood.  The faith of our ancestors now lives in you, lives in us, and lives in our children, our children’s children and will for generations to come.

I love how Paul recalls Timothy’s tears, and wants to rejoin his friend to be filled with joy.  It conjures up language from another Pauline text, Romans 12:15, that we are to Rejoice with those who rejoice, Weep with those who weep.  It’s a gentle reminder that emotions are often best shared within a community of people that care for each other. Perhaps a community not too unlike your own.
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And I love how Paul describes exactly what God has gifted his friend, and has gifted us.  No, God did not give us a spirit of fear, ours is not a life to be lived cowering in dark corners hiding from our Creator and each other.  Instead God gifted us a spirit of power, and love, and a sound mind.  These are gifts to be used, tools to be put to work, a palette of paints to mix together and apply, bringing our world life, light and brilliant color as originally designed.

As we begin 2018 may we mimic the wisdom these few brief verses contain.  May we pray for one another, constantly, by day and by night.  May we honor the past, celebrating generations of faithful Christ-followers that brought us to where we are.  May we hold each other close enough to remember tears; close enough to desire reunions that bring joy.  May we rekindle the fire of our faith anew, a faith that glows brightly wherever we go.  May we remember the gifts we’ve been bestowed, for they are many.  And may we use those gifts, to share this kingdom of God within our spheres of influence, both locally and beyond.  Amen.

A message about Seymour Indiana and Nazareth, a musician and a savior, and the good that can come from literally anywhere on our planet.  

Seymour
He was born in a small town, six decades ago, population just under 10,000, in the rural area of Seymour Indiana. Referred to as the “Crossroads of America” due to the north/south and east/west railroads that intersect downtown, Seymour is more of a spot to head through than to head to.

And this particular small-town man, at face value seemed, well, nothing special. Born with spina bifida you may not have expected much from this infant later in life. At age 18 he eloped with his pregnant girlfriend, mere months after graduating high school, becoming a young father soon after. While attending a two-year college in another small Indiana town he got knee-deep in drug culture, at times being so high on pot he wouldn’t get off the couch for days at a time. With just this limited information about a town and a person, you may ask yourself, can anything good come out of Seymour?

If this were your friend, or child, or relative it’d be difficult not to judge.

Nazareth
Two millennia ago another man also grew up in a small town, population of just a few hundred, in a rural area of Galilee known as Nazareth. Born of an unwed mother, who gave birth far away from home, in a barn of all places, knowing just this you may not expect too much from him later in life either.

Like other small towns in the area, Nazareth was an agricultural village, and economically dependent on the capital of Galilee. Hebrew scripture never mentions the town, much less connects it with anything special. To the locals it may have seemed rather ho-hum, another small town away from the action of the big city.

In today’s scripture passage, John 1:43-51, where the twelve disciples begin to get gathered, begin to follow, you can hear the assumptions, hear the prejudice clearly about where this man from Nazareth grew up. When the apostle Philip approached Nathaniel and described he who Moses and the prophets wrote of, the promised savior, Nathaniel was less than impressed. Nathaniel replied, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?” Nathaniel felt so ho-hum about this town he was willing to write off all its inhabitants completely.

Ames
Heck, in my own life I must confess to being guilty of this kind of mindset. When the Southeastern Iowa Synod phoned last Spring about a possible call to a church, in a town called Ames, population about 66,000, initially I didn’t know what to think. When Assistant to the Bishop Pastor Eric Carlson asked me what I knew of Iowa I responded coyly, “beyond the corn? Not much.” I found myself pondering, in those early moments of discernment, some version of the same scriptural question, “can any good pastor gig, for a suburban South Florida guy, come out of Iowa?” At the time I wasn’t so sure.

A Rock Star
So what about that guy from Seymour Indiana? Well, it turns out he was musically gifted, and went on to became a highly successful rock star, singing songs about America’s heartland. His life’s work spans across 23 albums, with 28 million in albums sold. Some of his biggest hits include Hurts So Good, Jack & Diane, Pink Town, and R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A. This musical icon was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 2008, that’s a pretty big deal. He’s gone by several names over the years, and for the past couple of decades is known simply as John Mellencamp.

But Mellencamp isn’t just a talented musician beloved by millions. He is also one of the founding members of Farm Aid, an organization that began in 1985 to raise funds that keep farm families on their land. Farm Aid concerts have remained an annual event over the past 33 years, and, with his help have raised over $50 million dollars.  He came from a small town, and people may have wondered, can anything good come out of Seymour? We know the answer, it’s unequivocal: yes.

A Savior
Turning back to our scripture text, after Nathaniel wondered aloud if anything good could come from Nazareth, the Apostle Phillip responded simply, “Come and see.” And Nathaniel went and saw. There he saw Christ, who found no deceit in Nathaniel. This surprised him, who felt deeply known by someone Nathaniel had only just met. Now seeing Christ in the flesh Nathaniel exclaimed, “Rabbi, you are the Son of God, the King of Israel!” Jesus, who at this point in scripture had performed no miracle, shown no sign, and engaged in no teaching responded you, Nathaniel, “will see greater things than these.”

Come and see, Christ beckons. Come and see.

Surprises
Speaking personally, after my own “can anything good come out of” moment, I got down to the business of getting educated about all things Ames, all things Bethesda. I spoke with people, ran internet searches, prayed, and imagined with wife Kathi what could be. After getting educated some my initial bias toward going to a town this size began to melt away; I began to see the possibilities more clearly. The call committee said, in their own way, “come and see” inviting the two of us to do just that. So this past June we went, soaking up as much as we could over the course of three days learning about this town, this church.

While visiting we found much to love in what, to us, is a small town, tho admitted you may not agree on that particular label – I suppose that depends on where you’re from ?

So we packed our stuff, kids and pooch and moved to this small town, and these several last months have been wonderful.

Blinders
So often we find ourselves making snap judgments about people, and places, based on our own bias, our own stereotypes, our own limited information. You’ve heard my confession, please forgive me, people of Ames, I love ya. We each have our own challenges in this department.

Heck, in the past two days our national dialogue has pivoted to this exact topic. It’s caused us to pause, reflect, and dialogue on something akin to these three questions:
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Can anything good come out of Haiti?
Can anything good come out of El Salvador?
Can anything good come out of Africa?

As followers of a God that created each of us in God’s likeness, the answer is obvious. As followers of a Savior raised in a small town, a Savior that taught us to care for those society treats as less than, over and above all else, we know the answers to these questions.
It is unequivocal: YES.

But to arrive at that kind of conclusion requires something of you.

To experience the brilliance of John Mellencamp, you can’t just look up his birthplace and call it a day. You have to come and see, and listen to the music. You’ll be glad you did.

To experience what’s so great about Ames, and about Bethesda Lutheran, you can’t rely on a joke about corn. Kathi and I had to come and see, to talk and to tour, to learn and to dream. And we are so glad we did.

To experience the transformational beauty that Christianity offers, you can’t rely on cultural assumptions of what our faith is, or isn’t, and simply tag it onto a political or social platform. The beauty of our faith requires we come and see, read, learn, worship, break bread together and participate in the life of the church. It asks us to go and do, here and throughout the world, as Christ has modeled so well. It asks us to then to share, to converse, to invite others, asking them to also come and see, to experience this transformational beauty for themselves.

Close
Before we close I’d like you to take a listen to a favorite Mellencamp song of mine, Small Town. As you listen, consider the small town Jesus came from, and the stereotypes and challenges he encountered throughout his ministry. Then consider the town you come from, either big or small, and the challenges and bias from others you may have had to endure as you grew up. And then consider, in your town, how you can ask others to come and see Jesus, right alongside you, and how you can encourage them to experience this transformational beauty for themselves.

Click on the YouTube link for the full video and then read select lyrics below.

Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probably die in a small town
Oh, those small communities

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic that’s me

No I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I’m meant to be

God is perfectly capable of honoring ordinary people from apparently insignificant places. And God is perfectly capable of doing amazing things with those people. And that, when you are open to it, certainly includes you.  Amen.

A homily on Luke 1:39-55.

This week our confirmation youth begin their study of the Lord’s prayer with a focus on two phrases:

Your Kingdom come
Your Will be done.

It is in this context we consider the text from Luke chapter 1, more commonly called the Magnificat, or the song of Mary, the mother of Jesus.

But before we delve into that perhaps there’s some value in first digging into the word kingdom. When you think of that word, kingdom, what comes to mind? Here are two things that pop into my cranium.

Earthly Kingdoms
The first is the United Kingdom. The UK is made up of four countries, England, Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland. It’s a kingdom because the country has royalty, Queen Elizabeth II is the reigning monarch, and has been since 1952. What United the UK, initially at least, was war. Over several centuries what brought these lands together was the conquering of one country by another.

Even now religious conflict remains somewhat common in Northern Ireland. Many Catholics want to be reunited with the rest of Ireland; many Protestants wish to stay within the UK. They debate, they argue, sometimes they spar, sometimes it gets violent. The kingdom is United, tho not always unified; perhaps not too unlike our own country in that way.

And this kingdom is doing well financially, the UK, it represents the sixth largest economy in the world.

The second kingdom that comes to mind, and this may be fairly obvious coming from a former Floridian – is the Magic Kingdom. That’s the informal name for Disney World, the series of amusement parks in Orlando. It’s a kingdom, arguably, because at the center of the park is Cinderella Castle, complete with a costumed Cinderella and her costumed prince, always smiling, ready to shake hands or snap a photo with you too.

Kathi and I have been to the Magic Kingdom many, many times, and more recently our kids have too, and I can tell you, speaking from personal experience it is indeed magical. Disney is about as good as it gets when it comes to taking care of everyone that enters their kingdom. From the design of the theme parks, the quality of the rides, the transportation network that spans their four parks and dozens of hotel properties, the experience, from beginning to end, is simply magical. But don’t take just my word for it. In 2016 the park hosted over 20 million visitors, making it the most visited theme park in the world for the 11th straight year.

And, at last glance the Walt Disney company had assets of over 92 billion dollars, so it’s doing pretty well financially too. The worst thing I can say about the Magic Kingdom is this: it ends. It’s real, and magical, at least in the flesh, for only as long as you are there. When vacation ends so does the magic. After the magic ends you head home, back to your regular day-to-day.

Your Kingdom Come
When we pray your kingdom come, as part of the Lord’s prayer, this heavenly kingdom, come to earth through the Christ-child, seems so very different from our earthly kingdoms.

God’s kingdom came through not royalty sitting on a throne of gold, but instead through an unwed mother, pregnant from questionable circumstances.
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Unlike earthly kingdoms God’s kingdom arrived not in a castle but in a manger, to a family without the resources to make room at the local inn.

God’s kingdom descended in the midst of violence, King Herod really did want to kill off this new King of Kings. But God’s kingdom is different, and never got involved in a bloody struggle for power. Instead God’s kingdom brought the great, non-violent unifier, the Son of God, the Prince of Peace.

Your Will Be Done
We get a clue about what God’s kingdom looks like, and what it means to pray Your Will be done, from our scripture reading today.

As a first-time mother, carrying the hopes of the world in her womb, I can only imagine the joy Mary felt as she sang of God’s kingdom, and God’s will for us all, as the kingdom of God literally grew within her. Her song teaches us that:

God’s will be done not by the raising up of the powerful, but instead by bringing them down from their thrones, and lifting up the lowly in their place.

God’s will be done when the hungry are fed good things, taken care of by a kingdom that looks after not just the 1% or the 2% or the 5%, but instead looks after everyone.

And unlike the Magic Kingdom, which is magical for only a certain time and place – during vacation – God’s Will be done is a promise, made to our ancestors, made to us, made to our descendants forever.

It is a promise that crosses national borders, peacefully. God’s kingdom unites us, bringing people from around the globe together in a common identity. Together in common purpose. God’s kingdom it is a promise that God is with us. And it is a promise that never ends.

Close
God’s promise, when fully embraced, as Mary embraced with her whole self, brings joy. May you also do as Mary did, your soul magnifying the Lord, your spirit rejoicing in God your savior. For unlike earthly kingdoms, which can’t help but be corrupted and lead to haves and have nots, or are just a temporary reprieve from reality – as fun as that can be – God’s kingdom, when lived out, unites in ways no earthly kingdom can.

God’s kingdom is here. God’s kingdom is now. God’s kingdom is forever. And, most importantly, God’s kingdom is for you.  Amen.

A Christmas Eve message based on the birth narrative of Luke 2.

Current Routine
It was a normal day, this past Thursday. With a weekend message to prepare I do what I always do, and headed out to a local eatery. With a pile of reference materials, and laptop in hand, I settled in to write. Being out amongst the hustle and bustle of food and commerce, the essence of life for many of us, well it tends to get my creative juices flowing. This is my routine. This is what I do. It’s how these messages come to be. And like clockwork it works almost flawlessly.

But this time, much to my chagrin, for some reason the magic wasn’t there. I found myself reading the same notes, again and again, making notations, but still landing short of inspiration. Oh dear, I thought to myself, perhaps this day isn’t going to go as planned. Writer’s block is the worst.

As I sit there I realize I’m also feeling rather run-down too. I’ve been getting over a cold the past few days, and in the afternoons it feels like there isn’t enough energy to make it through the day. With this sermon going nowhere and energy levels running low – winter colds are the worst too – I opted to head home and lay down for a nap. Things were not working out as planned. This made me more than a little anxious.

Ancient Routine
It was a normal night, two millennia ago, for those shepherds we hear of in today’s text. They were doing what they always do, living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. I like to think they too have a certain way of doing things. Move the herd at 9pm, meal break at midnight, shift change at 3am, or something like that. When they woke up that day I’d guess they had a pretty good idea of what their day, and their night would look like. This is their routine. This is what they do. It’s how their flock gets cared for. And like clockwork I bet their routine, for the most part, worked pretty well for them.

But then, in the middle of all that normalcy, all that standard routine, something unexpected happens.

An angel appears, and proclaims to them good news of great joy. The angel tells them of the Messiah, now born, lying in a manger. And the angel makes this news pretty specific:

I am bringing *you* good news.
This day the Messiah to *you* is born.
This will be a sign for *you*

In the midst of all this good news, delivered by spoken word, the lone angel is now joined by a multitude of angels, who burst out in song. “Glory to God in the highest,” they proclaim, “and peace on earth.” Peace on earth for who? With all this news being for *you* it must have been, in that moment, for that audience, meant for those shepherds.

We’ve got some great music tonite, Christmas Eve is about as good as it gets, but imagine the heavens filled with an angelic choir praising God, heralding peace on earth. Apologies choir, and apologies musicians, but I think that angelic choir has our number, the splendor that must have been. And the prophetic angel definitely has my number in the preaching department ? But just imagine, try and put yourself there, as a shepherd, having your normal routine suddenly interrupted by such splendor.

Shepherds go, tell
We’re told that when the shepherds had their normal night interrupted so grandly, by angels and heavenly choirs and celestial proclamations, well, it made them more than a little anxious. In fact it terrified them. Picture yourself, sitting at your office desk, or on your couch watching tv and having all this happen right before your eyes. I’d be terrified too.
After the angels departed the shepherds huddled up and decided to go, to see this child in a manger. But there must have been more to it than that. Their normal day was now anything but, and well, it terrified them.

I wonder, what did they do with their flock? Did they bring them, or make other arrangements? Did they bring family, or leave them behind? Scripture doesn’t specify. We do know they went, leaving their routine, leaving their sense of normal, leaving behind their own earthly todo lists, all in search of something more. The angels promised peace.

Peace. Perhaps peace is what they journeyed for.

The shepherds then went, and found what they’d been looking for: the child in the manger, the Prince of Peace. They praised this Prince of Peace, giving glory to God in the highest. And they shared what they’d seen, and what they’d heard, and all who heard it were amazed.

“I bring *you* good news,” the Shepherds would say.
The Messiah to *you* is born.
This is a sign for *you*
Peace on earth, this Christ-child brings.
For who, the people would ask the shepherds? For *you*

Peace
So whatever happened to my failed attempt to write this message the first time? After dropping my writing routine and heading home for a good long nap in front of a warm fire my mood began to shift. My body, still recovering from that winter cold, felt stronger. Kathi and the kids came in and the four of us laughed and played and were generally silly and it just seemed so right.

I found myself asking my wife after dinner to snuggle up on the couch and watch a Christmas movie. As we settled in to watch the 1947 classic Miracle on 34th Street it started to snow outside, and it was wonderful.

The next morning, my daughter, seeing her first Iowan snowfall, excitedly asked dad to go outside for our inaugural snowball fight. We somehow found a way to make tiny balls of snow from the half-inch overnight dusting, and laughed and giggled at targets being hit and missed. After that my toddler son and I took a boys-only road trip, he could use a haircut and we could use a breakfast. Haircut now done I then watched my four-year old order a pancake as big as his head. He made it through half that pancake too; I could only smile.

It was then, after taking some time to heal up from that winter cold and spending time with the family just being present that I realized what this change in routine had yielded. It had brought peace. And it was then the dreaded writers block began to be released.

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So often we find ourselves caught up in the busy-ness of our jobs, our check lists, our routines. Being sick disrupted my routine, those angels, well they certainly were a disruption for the shepherds. But in both cases, when we were open to those disruptions good came from it.

Yet we define ourselves by our successes and failures in very practical, earthly ways. I have my stories, you certainly have yours, it’s part of our human condition. We barely have time to breathe it seems, let alone make room for the divine presence all around us. But that’s what Christmas Eve is, it prepares us for God’s coming into the world, through Christ, right in the middle of daily life.

We may never have the chance, at least in this lifetime, to experience a chorus of angels singing to the heavens as the shepherds did; tho I certainly look forward to that in the life to come. But as the shepherds were, we too are offered, in so many times and so many ways, the chance to break routine, to journey to the manger, to meet Christ in the flesh.

• We journey to the manger though family, cuddling on the couch, throwing snowballs, eating huge pancakes with the kids.
• We journey to the manger when we walk alongside the lonely, doing those same things for those with no family.
• We journey to the manger when we show hospitality to the stranger, regardless of their race, creed, or national origin.
• We journey to the manger when we clothe the poor, heal the sick, feed the hungry, and house those without.

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For when we journey to the manger, we model the angels, and model the shepherds, and proclaim to others, both in word and deed:

“I bring *you* good news.”
The Messiah to *you* is born.
This is a sign, for *you*

We’re really pretty good at making room for the Christ-child on December 25. Preparations have been made, gifts purchased, jobs, schools and stores all closed. We can just be, and celebrate God come to earth, we make room for it, it’s on the calendar, and that’s a beautiful thing.

But the rest of the year, well, that’s a little trickier. Let me encourage you, all year long, to travel to the manger, in word and deed, with every step you take. For it is in the doing, and in the saying, and in the bringing of good news to others, it is *there* where we finally find our peace.   Amen.