I Am Is With You

"Now the word of the Lord came to me saying, 'Before I formed you in the womb I knew you.  I consecrated you.  I appointed you a prophet to the nations.'  Then I said, 'Ah, Lord God!  Truly I do not know how to speak, for I am only a boy.'  But the Lord said, 'Do not say, 'I am only a boy," for I am with you to deliver you.'"

--Jeremiah 1: 4-8

Do you remember your first day of school?  I had four.  I remember JW Adams Elementary, Pound High School, Centre College, and General Seminary.  A lot of emotions were running through me those four days, but the biggest was fear.  I was afraid mostly of the unknown, of whether or not I was actually ready for this next big step.  Do you remember those days?  Did you feel afraid, unprepared? 

I imagine that is how Jeremiah felt.  I love this passage and have come back to it so many times! We don’t know how old Jeremiah is in this opening passage of the book that bears his name, but we can assume that he’s pretty young, maybe not even a teenager.  So God suddenly speaks to this boy. That’s terrifying enough.  And what does God say, “Before I formed you I knew you…I consecrated you…I appointed you a prophet.”  This would be a monumental task for anyone, let alone someone so young and inexperienced; so Jeremiah’s response is understandable, “I don’t know how to do such a thing, I’m only a boy.” 

How many times do we utter those two words?  "I'm only..." It's so easy to give in to those fears of our own limitations.  I can’t do this because I'm only...whatever.  I can’t do this because I’m not the right age, not the right gender, not the right color.  How many times do we, out of some sort of fear of the unknown, shut someone else down, don’t even give them the chance to undertake something, based on those kinds of characteristic?  She can't do it, she's only a girl.  He's only a kid and doesn't have the experience.  Fear is a pretty powerful thing.  It even tries to hold Jeremiah back.

Yet God does not allow the fear to get the better of Jeremiah.  God tells him not to dwell on his age and those fears of his—you will go, and you will speak, and you have no need to be afraid, because I am with you.  I AM is with you.  God is with you. 

It was true for Jeremiah.  And brothers and sisters, it is true for you, as well.  No matter where you are in life right this moment, no matter what big transition is on the horizon, no matter how much fear is in your heart over the unknown, over starting something new, or facing some kind of tremendous challenge, God will be with you.  God is with you right now.  Do you know that?  Really, truly, do you know that?  Deep down in your heart do you believe it?  There are a lot of things about being a Christian, or being an Episcopalian, that are tough to understand, tough to believe, even.  But I hope you believe that one thing, if nothing else.  Because that is a promise.  It was true for this boy in the 6th century before the birth of Jesus, in a time when his people were about to be overrun by a foreign power and taken into exile, and it is the strongest, most sustainable promise there is.  Do you know why that promise is so sustainable?  Because it is grounded in love.

God loved Jeremiah.  Jeremiah loved God. That is how Jeremiah knew that God would not leave him, even as the Babylonians were besieging Jerusalem.  It’s the same kind of love St. Paul sings to us in that hymn in I Corinthians 13.  That kind of love is patient, it is kind, it is not boastful, it bears all things, and it believes all things.  It believes in hope.  It believes in a better world.  It believes in you, that you are more than your fears because it is a perfect love, and perfect love casts out all fear. 

Pierce Pettis, one of my favorite songwriters has a song called 'That kind of Love' in which he sings a type of love that, in my opinion, is the same type about which Paul writes Pierce sings:  'Love triumphant, love on fire, love that humbles and inspires; love that does not hesitate, with no conditions, no restraint. That kind of love.'   Oh, brothers and sisters,  they will know that we are Christians by that kind of perfect love--for God and for one another--because that kind of perfect love is what casts out the fears of our hearts and transforms those hearts, so that we may transform this world and make it look a little more like the Kingdom.

You want to know to hear a confession of mine?  I was really scared of being a priest.  I even said to God in the days beforehand that it was too big.  But I did it.  Yeah, I was scared of being a priest, but I was terrified of being a rector.  Terrified!  I swore after my ordination that I would never want that kind of responsibility.  Who would?!  There's always someone mad at you, no matter what decision you make!  Yet I am here because God called me here, just as God called Jeremiah, and like Jeremiah I have chosen to hold on to that ever-sustainable promise that God will be with me. I hold on to it because I know God loves me.  I don't know much else, but I know that much.  And knowing that one fact has allowed me to face my fears of the unknown and take those terrifying first steps out in faith. 

 My parish has shown what that looks like.  The folks of Good Shepherd, Asheboro took a chance and chose not to give in to their own fears.  No doubt they heard things like, "He can't do it, he's too young.  He's never been a rector.  He'll come in here and change everything!" Still, they said yes to what God put before them.  They discerned and prayed and made that call because they knew God was with them. Sure, we don’t know exactly where God will call us, and yes, I will make some mistakes along the way; I already have.  But through it all we know God is in it.  We know love is in it.  Knowing that promise will get us through whatever life throws at us, and the possibilities of what God may do in us and through us are endless!

Is God calling you to get ready for something new?  Are you afraid, unsure of what’s in store, like you did on that first day of school, or my parish did when they called me as rector?  Be not afraid.  Because God loves you.  Your brothers and sisters in the Body of Christ love you.  And for what it's worth, I love you.  And if you know that kind of perfect love, all your fears will be cast out, you’ll know God is with you, that God will never leave you, and that God will do amazing things in you. Hold fast to that promise God made to Jeremiah because God has made it to you, as well.  For you, for me, and for us all, that is Good News indeed!

On the Interpretation of Scripture

"So they read from the book, from the law of God, with interpretation.  They gave the sense, so that the people understood the reading"

--Nehemiah 8: 8

"When he came to Nazareth, where he had been brought up, he went to the synagogue on the sabbath day, as was his custom.  He stood up to read, and the scroll of the prophet Isaiah was given to him.  He unrolled the scroll and found the place where it is written:  'The Spirit of the Lord is upon me because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor.  He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free, to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor.'  And he rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the attendant, and sat down.  The eyes of all in the synagogue were fixed on him.  Then he began to say to them, 'Today this has been fulfilled in your hearing.'"

--Luke 4: 16-21

Think of every argument you've heard in church.  Think of every dispute that separates us and forces us into our own little silos.  I have a theory that all of these come down to one root cause:  the interpretation of Holy Scripture.  What exactly DOES the Bible say?  That question, and all of the various answers to it, has caused so many struggles, so many ugly breakups within the Church.  I can remember being a little kid and not understanding why some of my friends said the Bible said one thing, while I was hearing something totally different at my home church.  It turned out that the way they read Scripture, and the way my church read it, were completely different.  To my friends this seemed heretical, completely contrary to the purpose of Scripture.  

They're not alone.  About a year ago the BBC did a story on Pentecostal Holiness churches in West Virginia who practice snake-handling.  In their report they noted that the folks who participate in this ritual do so because the Bible tells them to.  The passage they quote is "And these signs will accompany those who believe...they will pick up snakes in their hands, and if they drink any deadly thing it will not hurt them" (Mark 16: 17-18).  The folks from the BBC pressed them on the matter, explaining that not only did biblical scholars agree that that passage wasn't part of the original Gospel (it was added in about the time Luke was written), but that they also agree that Jesus did not mean for folks to do this as a way of testing their faith.  The response, though, was always the same:  it says what it says.  

It says what it says.  This is a pretty dangerous way of approaching Scripture.  Such a mindset has led to the enslavement of peoples, the subjugation of women, and the justification for wars.  Taking Scripture at face-value, with no intention of asking questions and attempting to interpret it, leads to a splintering of the Body, a purpose for which Scripture was never intended.

In our Anglican heritage this is most apparent with our brothers and sisters in Africa.  In January of 2004, just a few months after The Rt. Rev. Gene Robinson was consecrated as the first openly gay bishop in the Church, I was at St. Finbarr's Cathedral in Cork, Ireland and heard the dean of the cathedral explain the Africans' outrage perfectly.  He said, "When we (Anglicans) sent missionaries there, we built churches, gave them a Bible, and said, 'Read it!' but we never showed them how.  We never taught them we children of the Enlightenment interpret Scripture.  So they took it literally, and that's why we're in the situation we're in.  It's our own fault for not teaching them."

What the folks in Africa and West Virginia both fail to realize is that people have been interpreting and reinterpreting Scripture as long as there's been Scripture.  We see it in Nehemiah when the Jewish people come home from their exile in Babylon.  The governor (Nehemiah) and the priest (Ezra) read the words of the law "with interpretation."  They did not just read it and then leave it at that.  Instead, they read it with the purpose of teaching.  Jesus does the same thing.  He enters the synagogue and reads from the scroll of the prophet and then gives his interpretation of what was said.  This was not new.  Any learned man was permitted to read from the Scriptures and then give his two cents. Interpretations were often contested, but the purpose of synagogue life was to teach the Scriptures, have conversations about them, ask questions, and learn more about what God not only had done, but what God was doing right here and now.  

We call this practice Midrash.  Saint Paul does it all the time in his letters.  Midrash takes a piece of Scripture and interprets it through the lens of time.  The stories and customs of that particular community impact how it is interpreted, so that new generations might be able to make sense of it in an ever-changing and confusing world.  

Today seminaries and divinity schools do Midrash through practices like textual and historical criticism.  Textual criticism asks:  what is the deeper meaning behind this passage, and what is going on in the context of the story?  Historical criticism asks:  who wrote this, to whom, and where?  These are the kinds of questions that folks asked in the synagogue when Jesus and other rabbis would give their interpretation  These are the kinds of questions Paul asked when writing his letters to the churches and expounding upon what the prophets had said in light of this new phenomenon of Jesus Christ.  You see, Scripture has always been read and reread, interpreted and reinterpreted, and it always will.  The scholars of old understood that Scripture is alive, that is grows and evolves with us throughout history.  Scripture in Jesus' day was interpreted differently than it was in the days of the prophets.  Should we really be surprised that it has been interpreted differently down through the years?  

Too often I hear folks say that they interpret Scripture at face-value because it is the Word of God.  We must never forget that Scripture is NOT the Word of God.  Jesus Christ is.  While the Scriptures may point us toward Jesus, they themselves are not the agent of salvation that He is.  Who we are as Christians is tied not into our relationship with the Bible but in our relationship with Jesus Christ, the living Word of God.  It is through reading, praying, and wrestling with Scripture that we grow deeper in our relationship with the living Word.

Perhaps the next time you hear someone say, "The Bible is clear on..." you might invite that person into a conversation about how Scripture has always been wrestled with, that folks have always been asking questions of it.  Perhaps that's the point of Scripture.  And while we may not convince someone to read and interpret a passage the way we do, being able to recognize how and why Scripture is interpreted a certain way is one way in which we can still honor and respect each other, even when we disagree on what is being said in certain passages.

So keep asking those questions.  Keep wresting and struggling with what the Bible says in light of our day and age.  Don't run away from it, and don't take it completely at face-value.  Take it seriously, not literally.  Keep going deeper with it, and you might find them opened up to you in ways you never thought possible as you grow deeper in your relationship with Jesus, the living Word of God.  

Keep the Faith

When I was 19 years old and a sophomore in college I took my first trip abroad.  It was to Ireland to study literature and landscape.  One Sunday morning our two professors, an Episcopal couple, invited  us to join them for a super early mass at St. Patrick's in Dublin.  As I sat in a tiny side-chapel of this massive church I heard some very familiar words.  I heard "The Lord be with you.  And with thy spirit."  I heard "We acknowledge and bewail our manifold sins and wickedness, which we from time to time most grievously have committed."  And I heard "We do not presume to come this thy table, O merciful Lord, trusting in our own righteousness but in thy manifold and great mercies."  It's Rite I!  I said it out loud to my professors.  Here I was an ocean away from my home church and I was praying the exact same prayers.  I was a lifelong Episcopalian, and this was my first exposure to worldwide Anglicanism.

This church of mine was a church with a big C, I realized.  No matter where I went I could go into a church marked 'Episcopal' in this country, or one marked 'Anglican' in another country, and be right at home.  It didn't matter the personal politics of the folks in the pews or the personal theologies of the one standing at the altar.  Common prayer is what united us, grounded in the common faith of the Lord Jesus Christ.  If you wanna know what it means to be Anglican, I came to realize, then all you need do is come pray with us, and you'll find out.

Like many of you I have taken tremendous comfort in the fact that being an Anglican means I'm part of something so much bigger than myself, part of a family.  But being part of a family is often times complicated.  What exactly defines a family?  How is a family "supposed" to look or behave?  We all know that there is no absolute right answer to those kinds of questions.  And the same is true for the family of the Anglican Communion.

Our Communion is a family, not an autocracy.  So we don't have a pope or a college of cardinals dictating how we act and what we believe.  Anglicanism is not a confessional church.  So we don't have a written statement about who and what we are, nor do we have a chief theologian on whom we can all rely in times of disagreement--like our Lutherans friends have with Martin Luther and Methodists have with John Wesley.  Our family has been bound by four things:  the  authority of Holy Scripture, the significance of the Sacraments, the governance of the bishops, and the validity of the ancient creeds.  We call this the Quadrilateral, and it was ratified by the bishops of the Anglican Communion at the Lambeth Conference in 1888.  It's in your Prayer Book, actually, page 877. So it seems simple:  affirm these four principles, be bound by common prayer and mission to serve, and you got yourself an Anglican!  But it's not that simple.

Y'all know that a collection of churches in a geographic area form a diocese, right?  Well a collection of dioceses forms a province. The Anglican Communion is made up of 37 provinces. The provinces themselves are governed by bishops called primates, which comes from prime, the Latin word for 'first.' So the first, or rather, senior bishop in the province is the primate. Some primates are called Archbishops--like the Archbishop of Canterbury, and some are called Presiding Bishops--like our own Michael Curry, and some are called the Primus--like in the Episcopal Church of Scotland. Confused yet?  Well just know that within all of these provinces, and among all of these primates, are subtleties. What are the societal norms of that province?  How is Scripture interpreted by the folks with the province?  How is a bishop chosen (the rules are different in England, for example), and who can even BE a bishop in each province?  The point is that each province is different, each primate is different, and in that difference, in that diversity, we have managed to find our unity.

It is easy to rush to the conclusion that that unity came to an end last week in England.  The 37 primates of the Communion gathered to address growing concerns, namely the decision of our body, the Episcopal Church, to amend its marriage canons to allow full marriage rites for same-gender couples.  We did this--based on our baptismal covenant and the words of St. Paul that "there is no male or female, for we are all one in Christ Jesus"--at our General Convention last summer.  After days of prayer and conversation last week, the majority of the primates recommended that the Episcopal Church "no longer represent us on ecumenical and interfaith bodies, and  should not be appointed or elected to an internal standing committee."  The recommendation is for a period of three years. What this means is that the Episcopal Church will have voice at worldwide Anglican gatherings but no vote.  It sounds like the primates have put the Episcopal Church in time-out:  go sit in the corner and think about what you've done and come back when you're sorry. 

But remember that we're not an autocracy.  So while the primates may recommend the Episcopal Church not represent the body on such committees, this is not, contrary to what some media outlets may say, a suspension or expulsion from the Anglican Communion.  The primates are an instrument of the Communion, not the Communion itself.  That's like saying the US Senate IS the United States.  We know that's not true.  The primates cannot kick someone out of the communion, merely they have made a strong suggestion (more like a "gentlemen's agreement"), and our primate, Presiding Bishop Michael Curry, in an effort to continue to love and walk with his fellow primates, has agreed to comply.  As a side note:  only in the Anglican tradition could being told you can't serve on a committee be construed as a bad thing!!  And one of the committees on which we've been asked not to serve, well we haven't been serving on that for he last 30 years!  But I digress.  

What this means moving forward is still a bit unclear.  We know what it does not mean, though.  It does not mean that the breakawayAnglican Church in North America will become the official representative of Anglicanism in this country in three years.  It does not mean that we will amend our marriage canons once again and no longer allow same gender marriages just to appease our brothers and sisters in the Communion.  It doesn't mean that we are going to withdraw missionary aid to those areas who put the kybosh on us this week. And it doesn't mean we going to break away and form a new Communion of like-minded provinces.  Anglicans do not break away.  We are still Anglicans, still members of this Communion.  It's true that if the Episcopal Church and Anglican Communion had a Facebook relationship status it would read "it's complicated."  But it's always been complicated.  It was complicated before last week, before Katherine Jefferts Schori, Gene Robinson, Barbara Harris, or the Philadelphia Eleven. It has always been, and it will always be, complicated. The truth is we are bound by our relationships with each other, not an edict handed down from on high. And as long as we continue to reach out in love, and continue to be in relationship, we are part of the Anglican Communion.

There is gospel truth in all of this.  On Sunday we heard the familiar story of the wedding in Cana of Galilee.  We have no idea who is being married, nor do we need to speculate.  But think about a wedding for a moment.  Think about your own wedding.  What happens?  Two people become one.  Relatives are pulled in, and a new family is created.  And no family is without dysfunction.  A family fights. A family pushes each other away. A family holds each other. A family reconciles.  Because through it all, they are a family.  And nothing can change that. 

Regardless of where we fall politically, socially, or theologically, we are a family.  We have been wedded together, and the bond that binds us is the Lord Jesus Christ.  As Bishop Curry reminds us, we are part of the Jesus Movement, and that movement keeps going forward.  NOTHING can stop it, not even the bickering amongst our family.  Jesus' witness of sharing and showing God's love for this broken world continues in us, His Body.  All of us are members of that Body--crazy liberals in America, staunch conservatives in Africa--but there is only one that is the head of that Body, and that is the Lord Jesus Christ.  It is our relationship with Him that binds us and strengthens us as the church catholic, the church universal.  Relationship, not hierarchy. 

Will these developments change how Good Shepherd or the Diocese of North Carolina continue to function?  No they won't.  Because we will continue to forge relationships with our neighbors, especially the poor, the disenfranchised, and those on the fringes of society.  We will continue to proclaim by word and example the Good News of God in Christ, and we will continue to love our neighbors and respect the dignity of every human being.  Yes, even those members of our family that we find it tough to love sometimes.  Because that is what it means to be Anglican. 

God is greater than our disagreements.  God is greater than any one church, greater than Anglicanism.  And God will endure.  Because God is love. And love always wins. So in the spirit of Bishop Curry:  God bless you.  God love you.  And keep the faith.  

Family

On the Epiphany, the Magi, and Mutual Respect

This past week marked the Epiphany of Our Lord Jesus Christ.  Our brothers and sisters in the Eastern Church marked the occasion with a three-day celebration of Jesus' birth, the coming of the Magi, and our Lord's baptism.  In the west, meanwhile, these have all been given their own days of commemoration.  At the church where I serve we moved the Feast of the Epiphany--which falls on January 6--to this past Sunday, which allowed us to celebrate the feast together with a beautiful pageant that featured some of our youngest parishioners.  It was a fabulous celebration!

Scenes from this year's Epiphany pageant at Good Shepherd, Asheboro

The Epiphany sometimes gets forgotten by us westerners.  For centuries it was the Epiphany, not Christmas, that was the big wintertime Christian celebration; in fact, it can be argued that only the Feast of the Resurrection has held a greater meaning over time for Christians than the Epiphany.  Why is that exactly?  I suspect that it's because the Epiphany marks the moment when the Gospel was made available to the whole world.  Tradition holds that wise ones called Magi came from the east to meet the Christ child at his cradle in Bethlehem.  They are not named in Scripture (nor are they numbered), though legend gives names to three of them: Caspar, Melchior, and Balthasar. Herdotutus, that great Greek historian, tells us the Magi were from Persia.  So we know immediately that they are not Jews, not part of the same story as this child that they have come to adore.  Why then did they do it?

It could be because they respected God in all of God's forms, not just their own.  According to the Jewish historian Josephus, as well as non-Jews like Seutonius and Tacitus, the Mediterranean world was groaning (in those "labor pains" that Isaiah spoke of), waiting for God to do something in the world, particularly in Judea.  It's pretty incredible that folks who were not part of the story still waited with anticipation for God's action in the world.  Could it be that there was a sense of respect and admiration for other cultures and religions in the ancient world that we simply do not experience today?  I'd say yes.

When I traveled to the Holy Land several years ago our group was led by an Episcopal priest from California.  Everywhere we went with him we were met with respect, and not a single person was harassed for being a Christian or proselytized by Jews or Muslims.  When someone asked him why this was the case--they had apparently been expecting to be met with hostility for being Christian--he pointed to his collar and said, "They respect this."  Even though he was not of their tradition, they respected him enough to let him lead his group without any worry of judgement.  The example of those non-Christians in the Holy Land made me realize that it is entirely possible to love one's own tradition while respecting the traditions of others.

This, I believe, is one of the lasting legacies of the Magi.  Did they convert to following Jesus after their encounter?  Not likely.  Firstly, Jesus was a mere baby, so the thought of "following" him is quite absurd.  Secondly, Scripture tells us they returned to their own country, which would strongly suggest they held on to their own beliefs.  Still, even they could see God at work in this child, and so they offered him their gifts, their admiration, and their respect.

Can we do no different?  In this day when Christians are so quick to throw non-Christians under the bus, I think we can stand to remember the example of those Magi.  We can love our own traditions, but that does not mean that we have to condemn the traditions of others.  We can respect other faiths and traditions because we know that God is bigger than just our own customs.  God is bigger than the people of Israel.  God is bigger than Christianity.  God is bigger than Islam.  God is big enough to encompass all people, all traditions.

So may we follow the example of the Magi, who saw God in this little child who was not of their own faith and tradition.  May we too respect what God is doing in all faiths until we come to that day when we all truly realize that we are all God's children.  Thanks be to God for the Magi and this Epiphany!

The Light Shines in the Darkness

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.  He was in the beginning with God.  All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being.  What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light was the light of all people.  The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it...And the Word was made flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father's only son, full of grace and truth."

--John 1: 1-5, 14

Merry Christmas!  Yep, it's still Christmas.  Regardless of what the world around us says, we know it's still Christmas, right?  And this past Sunday we got to hear my favorite Christmas story:  the prologue to the Fourth Gospel.

There is no manger, no shepherds, no choir of heaven's angels to announce Christ's birth, not even a Mary and Joseph (they're never so much as name-dropped in the Fourth Gospel).  There is only the Word.  Nothing else matters.  The only thing that is important to the writer of this gospel is that the One who was in the beginning, the Word through whom all things were made, the Light of all people, has come into the world. 

But did you notice how the text put it?  "The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness did not overcome it."  How excellent is that sentence?  It doesn't say that the light comes into the world and destroys the darkness.  Doesn't say that it disperses the darkness.  Just that it shines IN the darkness.  The reality, of course, is that there has always been and always will be darkness.  You can call it the devil, you can call it life.  Whatever you call it, it's as true now as it was in Jesus' day:  there is always going to be darkness in this world.  There are always going to be times when we look around and wonder how things can get any worse.  War.  Disaster.  Personal tragedies.  These are unavoidable.  They're a part of life, sadly.  Sometimes we ask ourselves how it is even possible for there to be light in such dark times.  Yet the promise made here in this piece of prose that I think is the most beautiful in all of Holy Scripture, is that we are given the reassurance that the darkness will never overcome the light.  Sometimes the light may only seem like a flicker, but it's there.  The darkness can never, ever overcome it.  And let me tell you, that's a truth that can sustain us and get us through some extraordinarily tough times in our lives.

I was a hospice chaplain for one summer.  It was my clinical pastoral education, which is one of the biggest pieces of the curriculum when you're getting ordained.  I chose to do mine with hospice, which was both rewarding and heartbreaking.  I had one day especially where I visited several folks who were in nursing homes, folks who didn't even realize I was there.  Then I went to the hospice wing of one of the local hospitals and spent time with folks who had about a week or less to live.  And when I got back to the house I was drained.  I was so sad.  And when you added on the stuff going on in my personal life, you know, the usual stressful things that we all deal with, I was a bit of a mess.  I sat down to read Evening Prayer, and THIS was the gospel reading for that day.  I kept repeating that line:  the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.  As I read and reread this sentence I realized that Jesus did not come to make everything in life perfect.  There was never a promise from Jesus that life would be smooth-sailing by following him.  Instead, Jesus' promise is simply that he will be in the midst of the darkness, still standing there, still shining.  I needed that promise that night.  And I've come back to that promise time and again.  I whisper that line to myself (or to God) when I'm troubled, scared, or feeling weighed down by the darkness of life. 

The light shines in the darkness.  Christmas is the time when we celebrate that light breaking into our world in physical form in Jesus, but it's a light that was actually here the whole time.  That light burned in the prophets as they proclaimed God's Good News of freedom.  That light burned in the apostles even after Jesus left, inspiring them to form the Church as we know it.  And believe it or not, that light is still here.  In a world that mourns over mass shootings, where refugees are turned away when seeking solace, where politicians pander to people's prejudices and care nothing for the least of these, that light is still here.  It might seem like a small match in the great sea of darkness that we find ourselves in, but the Christmas hope proclaimed in this gospel is that that light still shines.  And it always will.  It will because, in no small part, it burns in you.  The light that burned at creation, it burns in you.  You.  The Body of Christ.  As members of Christ's body you have that light inside you, and as long as you share it, as long as you let it continue to shine for others, the darkness will never overcome this world.

There's a story about a monastery in the hills of Europe.  It was going through a really hard time.  Folks weren't coming there anymore, so they weren't getting donations.  The brothers were getting frustrated with each other, and the abbot was really worried.  He talked to the bishop, who told him that if things continued, they may have to disband the order and leave the monastery.  The abbot was at a loss, so he went down the hill leading to the monastery and went into the town to talk with the wisest person there:  the old rabbi.  He came to him and said, "Rabbi, I don't know what to do.  The brothers argue like they never have.  We are not getting people to come to visit, and I'm afraid we may have to close.  What do I do?"  The old rabbi, sitting there drinking his tea, never even looked up.  He said:  "The Messiah is in your midst."  The Messiah is in your midst?  The abbot said:  "You mean that one of the brothers is the Messiah?"  The rabbi never looked up, but the abbot ran back and shared the news with his brothers.  Who could it be?  Was it you?  Was it you?  No one knew.  But from that day forward they treated each other as though each was the Messiah.  They did everything any of us would do if we knew for certain we were in the midst of Jesus.  The air in the monastery changed dramatically, and gradually people started coming back.  That's the place with those monks who are so friendly, so caring for each other, they'd say.  And the monastery thrived. 

Amazing things happen when we know that Jesus is in our midst.  They happen when we have the courage to recognize the light of Christ in each other, and when we dare to believe that it's actually inside all of us, just waiting to be shared, waiting to bring some light to what can be a seriously dark world. So let it shine!  Let it shine!  LET IT SHINE!!

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.  No matter what darkness this world may throw at you, don't ever forget that the light of Jesus is in you.  It's all around you.  It will protect you.  It will guide you.  It will hold your hand and get you through any darkness this world can throw at you.  And that, brothers and sisters, is Christmas Good News, indeed.