Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Scripture: "For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace"   Isaiah 9:6 
from How the Grinch Stole Christmas
Fah-who foris, dah-who doris, welcome Christmas, bring your light.
Fah-who foris, dah-who doris, welcome in the cold at night!
– Welcome Christmas, fah-who rah-moose! Welcome Christmas dah-who dah-moose!
Welcome Christmas while we stand, heart to heart and hand in hand!
– Trim up the tree with Christmas stuff like bingle balls and who-floo fluff.
Trim up the tree with goo-hoo guns and bizel blicks at once!
– Trim every blessed window and trim every blessed door.
Hang up woo boo hoo bricks, then run out and get some more!
– Hang pantukas on the ceiling, pile panpunas on the floor.
Trim every blessed needle on the blessed Christmas tree.
Christmas comes tomorrow, trim you, trim me!
– Trim up the tree with busel buns, and bliffer bloofs, and wunsel wuns.
Trim up your uncle and your aunt with yards of who flunt flan!
(Trim up with yards of who flunt flan!)
Theodore Geisel is the one who wrote unforgettable lyrics to the “HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS.” . . . . . . bursting with the tongue-twisting phrases and words. Dr. Seuss’ song lyrics were so believable that the audience requested the translation of them! People flooded the network with letters asking where they could find the a word-in-word translation of the song. There was NO translation. It was a genius of Theodore Geisel’s “Dr. Seuss” that made something believable and real and so sticky to memory.
You already made the leap: we have the Christmas Story that we celebrate every year, it needs NO translation. And it is believable and real and so sticky to memory. Watching the movie again this year is a good anecdote to our very subdued celebration. Of course, Christmas will come anyway. Regardless of the sinking economy, regardless of the pandemic, regardless of loneliness and isolation, regardless of everything we are losing and have lost. We cannot lose God’s love, His Grace, His matchless gift of His Son our Savior born this Christmas Day.
Instead of focusing on what is lost, how much better for us to dwell on what is not lost. The beauty of our world, faithfulness of friends and loved ones, beautiful music. You will be ready when it is time to jump up and sing “Joy to the World”!
Colossians 3: 15-17: Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. ... And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.
Prayer: Dearest Lord, You are our priceless gift, our Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.  Amen           

Betty Witschard
St. John's Ivyland
820 Almshouse Road
Ivyland, PA 18974
Rev. Brad Leight, Pastor