From the Conference Minister: What's missing this Christmas?
Matthew begins his Gospel looking backward with a genealogy of family members long gone, starting with Father Abraham to the naming of “Jesus,” or “Joshua” the one who brought People of God out of the wilderness. I find this intriguing because in the Incarnation, God is so obviously moving forward with something new.
We have in common with our Biblical ancestors this tension between the certainty of what God has done and a longing for what God will do. Nostalgia, I believe, is our attempt to make them the same. What was is what will be. What will be is what was. There is a sweet assurance in that. Our Christmas celebrations are filled with it.
The problem is that what WAS never satisfies the longing for (and anxiety about) what COULD OR WILL BE. Perhaps that is why my Christmas celebrations never seem quite complete. As much as I revel in this season, there is still an unquenchable longing. Sometimes that takes shape as a longing for past Christmases but there was never a Christmas in my memory without some form of longing. Even when the members of my family were all alive and all together, when my home was so filled with food of the body and soul—even then this longing was there (I wonder sometimes if I am alone in this).
We sing, “I’ll Be Home for Christmas,” written during World War II when many would not be home for Christmas. It is written from the point of view of a serviceman who longs for home, but can only return home in his dreams. It sounds particularly poignant every Christmas when so many will not be home for Christmas, except in their dreams:
I’ll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
This is something more than nostalgia. What we long for, what I believe Matthew and his readers long for, is not merely an Incarnation from the past, but a gathering up of our past, present and future into a harmony that is not achieved on this side of heaven.
I know this longing only finds fulfillment in God-- the one who can take the broken and scattered pieces of our lives and make them whole. That’s a truth that hard to hear through the noise and consumerism of the season yet remain, in this third week of Advent, even more determined.
So I cling to the truth that God is my home and the promise that God will find a home in me. Because that means that wherever I may be, whatever might befall me or those I love, I will be home for Christmas.
May it be so for you and the people you love,
Pastor Bill
Rev. Bill Worley
Conference Minister