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NOTES
FROM
AN
ORDINAND
It's the middle
of December and wherever I look there are people struggling
back to car parks or bus stops laden with bags. The streets
are all lit up with seasonal decorations (the one's in Haslemere
High Street are very good this year!) and shops are piled
high with food and drink. Children are excited with end of
term activities and the number of tea towels that have been
pressed into service for nativity plays is impossible to count.
There's an excitement in the air generally and as I walked
through Festival Place, the huge shopping mall in Basingstoke,
earlier this week I was struck by the mass of goods available
that were being bought and carried away by far, far larger
crowds than one would normally expect to see. There was an
air of preparation for good times ahead, of parties, new clothes,
special meals and presents to be given and received.
Christmas is marked with generosity or even extravagance as
we celebrate the birth of Christ. We eat rich food and indulge
ourselves in all sorts of ways. There are a whole variety
of expectations that surround the way we mark Christmas at
home; turkey, duck or goose; what we do to the Christmas pudding;
is the Queen's speech watched live or as a repeat and even
where Christmas is spent. I remember the triangular journeys
Angela and I made each Christmas when we were first married
between our home in Bristol and the two sets of parents living
in Derbyshire and Surrey with us driving in alternate directions
each year so we could spend Christmas Day with each set of
parents turn and turn about. Our focus seems to naturally
turn to the people and events which involve us. Have I got
a present for nephew Nicholas? What am I going to wear for
the lunch do? Whose turn is it to drive to that drinks party?
With all this busyness it is easy to lose sight of the real
meaning of Christmas. Amid all the joyful customs and celebrations
of Christmas, we need to remember the central truth of the
Word made flesh for our salvation. It can so easily get lost
amidst all the paraphernalia surrounding Christmas.
It is, of course, Christ's nativity that has provided the
occasion for this festival. However, over the years we have
added bits and pieces to the basic Christmas story to make
it a "bit more special". The crib and nativity plays originated
from the tableau of Christ's birth that Francis of Assisi
arranged when he celebrated Christmas at Greccio in 1223.
Our beloved Christmas carols, though a medieval tradition,
only really developed from the end of the nineteenth century.
The first Christmas carols had been words simply set to existing
dance tunes. The Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols was only
created in the late nineteenth century and then made famous
by the choir of King's College, Cambridge only in the first
half of the twentieth century. Christmas cards are now an
important business and the least said about some of the messages
they carry the better. Some of the "round-robin letters" now
enclosed are in themselves works of art complete with photos
that seek to share special moments in peoples' lives.
Christmas, though is much more than the simple celebration
of Jesus' birth and it is through the various services over
the Christmas period that the church offers reminders of the
true meaning of Christmas. It is so good to see congregations
grow at this time of year as people come to worship because
they feel at home with the familiarity of a story and carols
that they know. Apart from providing a warm and genuine welcome,
the church tries to tell the real story of Christmas by providing
services that are not simply dominated by sentimentality or
a feel-good factor that lasts only until we walk out of the
door but which seek to provide a genuine encounter with the
God who became flesh of our flesh in order to restore our
fallen humanity. God sent his son Jesus to give us the perfect
example of real life.
Christmas is a time for enjoying the riches of grace that
god lavishes upon us and having fun as a community in the
presence of the Lord, as well as for remembering the cost
of the incarnation. Christmas, however, can also be a very
lonely time for some people as they discover the true poverty
in their lives; poverty of love, poverty of friends, poverty
of purpose and poverty of spirit. We need to remember that
not everyone is surrounded by family and friends, full of
festive cheer and bonhomie.
I was reminded of this by an episode in the second chapter
of "Little Women" by Louis May Alcott. The family had prepared
their Christmas dinner before going to church and at the church
they hear of another family who have nothing to eat at present,
so after church they go home, pack their lunches into various
baskets and then go to visit the other family and share their
lunch with them. Having found "A poor, bare, miserable room
it was, with broken windows, no fire, ragged bedclothes, a
sick mother, wailing baby, and a group of pale, hungry children
cuddled under one old quilt, trying to keep warm." the little
women set about building a fire and sealing up the draughts
and afterwards the story continues "That was a very happy
breakfast, though they didn't get any of it. And when
they went away, leaving comfort behind, I think there were
not in all the city four merrier people than the hungry little
girls who gave away their breakfasts and contented themselves
with bread and milk on Christmas morning.
In this season of giving and receiving presents, when we remember
all our family, when we enjoy a "good time" with close friends,
we mustn't forget the real reason for Christmas. When we have
celebrated the birth of the Christ child who gave so much
out of unconditional love for us, what present can we give
in return? One of the songs that I like is "Jesus, what can
I give? What can I bring to so faithful a friend; to so loving
a king? Saviour, what can be said? What can be sung?
As a praise of Your name, for the things You have done. Oh
my words could not tell, not even in part, of the debt of
love that is owed by this thankful heart". Wrapped up in those
words is, I think, the real response to the Christmas present
we have all been given.
I wish you all a joy filled and peaceful Christmastide.
Peter
Muir
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