1 Christmas

December 29, 2019

John 1.1-18

+  I’ve been pretty open about this fact in my life.  I’m just not a big fan of  Christmas.

Others seem to start getting excited when the Christmas trees go up at Halloween.  Or the Christmas music starts being piped through the stores in October.

Not me.

Sparkling lights and songs about snowmen and all the rest do little for me.

It’s not that I hate the season.  I just feel a sort of robotic sense of nothingness about it all. I know.

I’m just more of an Easter person, I guess.

But, to be fair, I LOVE what our Church season of Christmas is all about.  I love the Nativity. I love preaching about the Incarnation, about God-made-flesh.

And so, I find myself during this season clinging to little bits and pieces to keep myself afloat until Christmas passes and we are into January.

Today’s Gospel is one of those lifesavers for me.  I love this Gospel reading because it is so different than many of the Gospel readings we get.  In fact, it is, by far, one of my favorite scriptures.

It’s a unique reading today.  Most of our Gospel readings are straight-forward narratives.  We get the story of Jesus doing this or that, or preaching this or that kind of sermon.

But today, in our Gospel reading, we get a hymn.  Or at least, a portion of a hymn.

We get a poem.

It is a beautiful poem really explaining the Word and what the Word is and does.

In Greek, the word for “Word” is “Logos.” But, “word” is maybe not the best way to translate “logos.” Another way to translate the word “logos” is to say “essence.”  It is the very essence of what it conveys.

In that sense, the “Word” of God brings us the very essence of God.  In the Logos of God, we find God.

But…what is John trying to tell us in his poem?  John is talking about Christ, of course.  In this passage, he is making clear to us that Christ is the Logos—the Word of God, the very essence of God.

When we hear the words of Jesus, we are not just hearing the words of some brilliant prophet or some very wise sage.  We are, in fact, hearing the words of God—words that contain the knowledge and essence of that God.  What came from his mouth, in a sense, came from the mouth of God on high.

It’s kind of heady stuff we’re dealing with here.  This concept of the Word—or Logos—of God is really the heart of all Christian theology.

In a sense, it conveys perfectly what we are celebrating in this Christmas season.  The God we experience at Christmas isn’t simply sitting on some throne in some far-off heavenly realm.

 God is not sitting back and letting creation work itself out.  What this passage shows us, more than anything, is that God is busy.  God is at work in our lives—in the world around us.  

God is moving.

God is doing something.

More than anything what this scripture is telling us is that God is reaching out to us.  And not just one or two times in our history.  God has always been reaching out to us.

From the first day of humankind to this moment—from the beginning—God is reaching out to us.

God is calling out to us.

God is talking with us and communicating with us.

And we experience this most clearly in the person of Jesus, who has come to us as this simple baby.  This baby, who will grow up to speak to us in human words, is the very Word of God.  This baby is the Wisdom and Essence of God.  This Word of God that we hear is Christ and Christ, as we learn in this passage, has always existed.

Even before Jesus came to us as this baby, Christ always was.  And Christ always will be.

The God we find and recognize in Jesus is moving toward us, even in moments when it seems like God is distance and non-existent. Here, in this Christmas season, in this Child we celebrate and worship, God’s presence is renewed.  God comes forward and becomes present among us in a way we could never possibly imagine.

There is wonderful antiphon that we can find in the Monastic Breviary used by the Order of the Holy Cross, an order of Episcopal monks.  The antiphon used for the Benedictus at Matins or Morning Prayer on Christmas morning is this wonderful verse of poetry:

“While all things were in quiet silence, and that night was in the midst of her swift course,
your almighty Word, O Lord, leaped down out of your royal throne.”

There is something so wonderfully powerful about imagine of the Word “leaping” out of heaven and descending among us.

There is no apprehension in that act of leaping.

There is no holding back.

Rather there is almost an impatience on God’s part to be one with us.

God comes to us in our Gospel reading today not cloaked behind pillars of fire or thunderstorms or wind, as we found God in the Hebrew Bible.

Instead, God appears before us, as one of us.

God’s word, God’s wisdom, God’s Essence leaped down to us and became flesh just as we are flesh.  God’s voice is no longer a booming voice from the sky, demanding sacrifices as find in the Old Testament.  God instead speaks to us as one of us.  And this voice that speaks this Word of God is a familiar one.

We cannot only understand it, but we can embrace it and make it a part of our lives. It continues on in what Jesus still says to us today.  It continues on in the Spirit of Jesus that dwells within us and that speaks in us in our lives.

The Word is among us.  It has leaped down to us, here where we are, on this cold Sunday morning after Christmas.

This Word is spoken every time we carry out what Jesus calls us to do.

The Word leaps out of us when we reach out to those in need.

Whenever we are motivated by the misery around us—when we pray for those who need our prayers, when we reach out to those who need us in any small way we can—that is the Word speaking and leaping forward.

And more than that—that is the Word at work in the world.

So let the Word—that Knowledge and Essence of God—be in us and speak through us.

Let us all be open to that wonderful reality in our lives.

Let our voices be the voice of the Word and Wisdom of God.

Let our lives be loud and proud proclamation of that Word in the world around us.

God’s almighty Word has leaped down to us.

On this First Sunday after Christmas, let us truly rejoice.