Three Roads to Christmas*

Dr. Larry Thorson
December 24, 2007

 

Luke 2:1-20

1 In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2 (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) 3 And everyone went to their own town to register.

    4 So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5 He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6 While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7 and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.

 8 And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9 An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10 But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11 Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. 12 This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."

    13 Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,

    14 "Glory to God in the highest heaven,
       and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests."

    15 When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about."

    16 So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17 When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18 and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. 19 But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 20 The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Today’s New International Version Copyright © 2001, 2005 by                                                                  International Bible Society

Christmas Eve, it’s a night of memories.  I remember the Christmas Eve one year in Virginia when it was 5 degrees outside and windy.  Or the Christmas Eve when I was remodeling our garage and sealed up the attic with dry wall with our Christmas decorations inside.  We had to make our own Christmas decorations by stringing popcorn around the tree only our dog kept eating the decorations off the tree.  We all have funny or warm Christmas Eve stories to tell.  They’re our stories because we lived them.    

Tonight, as a family of faith we have a story in common.  Remember the night when God entered the world.  This is our story which we tell year after year.  But we come to this story on different roads.  Just as some of us come here on Buena Vista, others on Florida Ave, and others Acacia.  Each of us comes to this story on a different road in life.    

Some of you have taken the road of the shepherds. At a time when the story of your life was dark and you had about settled into the darkness, God broke into the night to say you are not alone. What you experienced at time can only be called a miracle. But like the shepherds you may be afraid to talk about it because no one would believe you if you did, and those who hadn’t experienced what you experienced would try to talk you out of it anyway. You know what happened to you when you were alone, despairing, in trouble, or sick. God intervened. It was so dramatic, you could swear that you heard angels sing.

After the shepherds had their miraculous experience, they didn’t really care that it, and they, were unbelievable. It was their Christmas gift, and no one could take it away so they went on their way praising God.  Maybe that’s your road. 

Others have come by the road of the Magi. They were astronomers, students of the stars.  This is the path taken by seekers who are simply in search of answers. On this road there are no miracles. The wise men simply followed the light they had because they were the philosophers and scientists of their day. When they got lost, they asked for directions. Although this journey takes longer, eventually they, too, found Jesus.

       The rational journey of the mind can also be a very spiritual pilgrimage. If that is your path, then don’t ridicule the testimony of the shepherds. What is critical is that we all come to the one who brings salvation, not how we find our way to him.

There is the third road to the baby, that of Joseph and Mary.  Remember when all of this happened, how confused they were? First came those incredible visits from the angels. Then came nine months of sheer embarrassment because they were unwed teenagers. Now the child has come but so far from home and with such a humble beginning. This is not what any parent has in mind. They looked down at their son: naked, totally helpless, lying in an animal’s feeding trough, not much bigger than a loaf of bread, and they remembered what the angels told them about their son when he was conceived. Now they hear what the shepherds tell them about the angels they saw. We are told that in response, “Mary kept all of these things, pondering them in her heart.” That’s the third road to the Savior.

To ponder means to hang onto an experience that is penetrating but unclear. You don’t quite know what it all means, but you have taken the story to heart. You couldn’t shake it even if you wanted to. It has grabbed hold of your life. Mary is still pretty much in the dark about what God is up to with her son. It is as if a flicker of light has appeared in the silent night, and the darkness cannot overcome it.

For many of us, the arrival of Jesus Christ into our lives is not what we had in mind any more that it was for Mary and Joseph. God is born into our lives, usually as a great disruption of the plans we did have. But at Christmas we remember how the story goes.

Life is not something we plan; it is something we receive. Imagine what would have happened to the world if Mary had lived the quiet life she had planned. Imagine what would have happened to you if you got everything you wanted as a young adult. But when your plans were interrupted, mostly you were left pondering your confusion. You didn’t see the skies miraculously open like the shepherds, and you didn’t think your way into salvation like the wise men. But through the strange turns life has

taken, you may be coming to see that God is up to something that will lead to salvation.

There they are: three very different roads that all lead to God’s good news for the world. But all of them lead to the story beneath the story. The people we pray for tonight are those who can find no room in their lives for this child. We pray for those who are too satisfied with life, like Caesar and Quirinius; those who are too busy, like the innkeeper; and those who are too certain they know the story to enter it, like the religious leaders. Take whatever path seems right for your life, but by all means enter the real story of Christmas. Your hope, peace, joy, and your ability to love again depend on it. Amen.

*This sermon was adapted from a sermon written and delivered by Dr. Craig Barnes at the Shadyside Presbyterian Church in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, December 24, 2006.  Used with permission.