[I wrote this piece several years ago, either in 2004 or 2005, I can’t remember which. The universal “No” that I am hearing now from all men and women of good will who can make no sense of senselessness, this cry of Rachel, tells me that my piece still may have a hearing in this very mixed bag that is Advent 2012. More than ever, I believe that this season is about defying the darkness with a resounding “No” to any that would negate this miracle that is life. Light the candles, put out the dark.]
It’s all about a baby
Isaiah 9:6 – For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
Advent is a mixed bag for me. The stresses of the season can push out the holiness of those days.
However, there is a moment nearly every year when the spinning seems to stop and time stands still. Just after the Christmas Eve service, the candles are extinguished, “Silent Night” still rings in my ears and the smell of waxy smoke hangs in the air.
It is almost too warm in the church with everyone packed in wearing their bright holiday sweaters and bulky jackets. We begin to file out of the sanctuary and the brisk night air brings the clarity of creation: new life, new hope.
“Silent night, holy night, all is calm…”
Yes, that is the moment.
It is THE moment I realize that it’s all about a baby. So simple. It’s about the birth, hope, pain, joy of life.
It’s all about a baby, the great longing of a woman’s heart, Rachel weeping for her children that are no more.
It’s all about a mother’s love, believing the inconceivable, treasuring hopes in her heart, keeping them safe and close.
It’s all about a miracle, the miracle of every single conception, every labor, every new life made in the image of God.
“…all is bright round yon virgin mother and child.”
It is the ironic miracle of the Most High God taking on the powerless form of a wrinkled, crying, helpless child. For me. Wonder of wonders.
With the angels let us sing Alleluia to our King; Christ the Savior is born, Christ the Savior is born!