Those of us who are Christians are a strange bunch.
Every December we make a pilgrimage to the little town of Bethlehem
and then later in March and April we make a pilgrimage to Jerusalem.
We tell the same story over and over again.
Its on annual repeat mode.
Out comes the manager, out comes the cross, out comes the tomb.
This year marks my nineth time telling the story in this church.
Nine years of reminding you why the story matters
more than anything else in all the world.
The story is a particular story,
a story rooted in time and history.
You can’t get behind this story to some general myth
and you can’t take a moral from this story to be applied to living.
All we have is this story
rooted in time and history.
We go to the town of Bethlehem and the city of Jerusalem,
because the story hinges on what happens in both these places.
In Bethlehem the story begins with an eventful birth.
In Jerusalem the story reaches a climax in a death,
which looks like an ending,
but is followed by a raising back to life and a new beginning.
We tell this story and the places in which the story happened
because they tell us of Jesus,
in whom the whole story rests
and with it, all existence: past, present and future.
The story rests with Jesus
because of the outrageous claim
that at Bethlehem the birth of Jesus
is not like any other birth,
but the birth of God himself.
God takes flesh,
God becomes human,
God becomes one like us.
In Bethlehem. To Mary.
‘The eternal love of God locates itself in time and space,
and so becomes datable.’ [i]
The creator becomes part of creation.
The author becomes part of the story.
And so it's a story, but it also news,
good news — the gospel.
Good news of the God who loves without end.
And as well as a being a story, and good news,
it is also a promise —
the birth of Jesus
the life, death and resurrection of Jesus
are the promise of God that
God will be God with us and we will be with God,
now and for ever.
Jesus is Immanuel
who will save us from our sins.
This story, news and promise
is not a story, a piece of news or a promise
amongst others,
but, we say at Christmas and at Easter
and whenever we gather,
Jesus is the story, the news, the promise
that makes sense of all other stories,
that interprets all other news,
that outdoes all other promises.
Something new begins at the birth of Jesus:
a new age, a new time, a new creation
that through the life of the one born
the redeeming, transforming, rescuing
of all things for the freedom of creation,
and the glory and joy of God.
Because this story says that
the world Jesus enters is one in thrall and subjection
to evil powers.
God comes in the life of Jesus to bind these forces up
and to undo their death dealing ways;
ways that trade in hostility, exploitation and lies.
The story of Bethlehem, the story of the birth of Jesus,
is caught up with and in danger from these powers.
King Herod was one who exploited those he ruled,
Herod was one hostile to the news of the birth,
Herod was one who lied about his intent,
Herod was one who ordered death in response.
He is the epitome of the deathly Powers.
The story at Bethlehem begins in vulnerability
and depends on the courage and willingness of a young woman,
the humility and kindness of her husband,
the wisdom and understanding of foreign visitors
that Jesus might be protected,
Mary, Joseph and the Magi become co-conspirators in God’s salvation plan.
Today we have arrived once again in Bethlehem,
we indwell the story in all its messy grace,
we share in the undeserved joy of the good news,
we take hold of the unconditional promise
and welcome Jesus.
For in this story
we cannot get away from the one who arrives at Bethlehem
and leads us to Jerusalem.
And its not because everyone loves a baby,
But because, like the Magi,
when we see this child we cannot help but worship at his feet.
We have pinned our lives on Jesus,
or perhaps more truthfully,
we have found ourselves caught by Jesus
and discovered we don’t want to let go,
for all worries, all our hopes and fears,
are met in him and held by him today.
The knowledge and the promise that
Jesus is Immanuel gives us peace, shalom.
We too find ourselves becoming co-conspirators in God’s salvation plan.
And if you are here this morning,
and thinking yep he was right when he said Christians are a strange bunch,
I pray that today the Holy Spirit
will help you hear the story,
will cause you to respond to the good news,
and enable you to receive the promise.
You’ll find nothing will ever be the same again.
Amen and happy Christmas!
[i] Colin Gunton, Yesterday and Today (1982)
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