The message of Christmas is for those who do not matter.
You
see, the nostalgic and fuzzy feelings that the Christmas spirit bestows is
typically felt by those who matter.
Plenty of children, of course, matter on Christmas. Plenty of children are lovingly given gifts. Santa, of course, will make sure to make a
stop. But, I sometimes wonder if there
are some children who are not seen? Are there
children who do not matter?
Spouses
surely matter. Necklaces and nice
clothes are gifted and worn to parties and family gatherings. I am certain that around these parts more
than one guy will get a new gun. “You’ll
shoot your eye out kid!” But, I wonder
if there are couples out there upon whom the spirit of Christmas has not
entered? Are there people who no longer matter?
Certainly,
there are aunts, uncles, and grandparents in full Christmas spirit mode with
Christmas sweaters on, gifts ready, and arms outstretched for hugs as their family
gathers around them…unless the family does not, of course, and they do not actually
matter.
Some
people maybe just are not feeling it this year, because there has just been too
much to worry about. And, for some
reason, no one is worrying about them.
Do
you see what I mean? The Christmas
spirit is felt mostly by those who matter.
But, the message of Christmas is different from the Christmas
spirit. The message of Christmas is most
certainly for those who do not matter.
The
shepherds, for example, were some of those who did not matter. Have you ever noticed that while everyone in
the land is traveling so that they may be counted in the Roman census that the
shepherds are not traveling? They are
still living in the fields, keeping watch over their flocks by night. They are literally not important enough to be
counted.
But,
those who are not important to governments are important to God. All of us are important to God. The angel of the Lord chooses to stand before
the shepherds, of all people, so that they might be the first to hear the good
news of the birth of the Messiah. Why
them? Why the shepherds? Maybe it is because the message is precisely for
those who do not matter.
Emmanuel,
“God with Us,” could have been born in a palace surrounded by gold trimmings
and servants. Jesus could have been born
in the presence of the upper crust, with royalty as family and a crib suited
for a king.
But,
God chose a manger. And rather than silk
sheets like some will wrap up and give in order to celebrate Christmas this year,
God chose some straw.
Maybe,
Christmas is for those who cannot afford anything more than straw. Maybe the message is for those who do not
matter.
Do
not forget the gift those unimportant people receive. They get the healer of the sick. They get the forgiver of sins. They get the one who multiplies the food. They get the one who is able to overcome death
and bring new life. They get the savior
of the world. They get Jesus.
After-all,
we do not need Christmas spirit; we need Jesus.
We do not need the nostalgia of Christmas’ past; we need Jesus. What we desperately need is for God to be
with us, and that is the gift that Christmas promises.
Jesus
is the gift given to all those who relate more to straw and feeding troughs
than gold encrusted cribs. Jesus is the
gift given to those who have fields to live in rather than palatial homes. Jesus is the gift given to those who do not
matter. Jesus is God’s gift to especially
the lowest of the low, but also you…and me.
A
number of Christmases ago I was invited to a Christmas dinner in a family’s
apartment. As I walked in, I immediately
saw the tree. It was taped to the wall,
cut out from construction paper with paper ornaments. There were just a few gifts under the tree,
nothing that anyone would call extravagant, or even appropriate. And, when I was invited to the meal, we sat
at a wiggly card table and feasted on bologna sandwiches, chips, and apples.
But,
I was not invited to this feast because they wished to show me their greatness
or their wealth, obviously. No, I was
invited because I had something that the family quite literally did not
have. I was asked to please bring my Bible
and read the Christmas story to the children.
So
I did.
Sitting
on the floor, because there were only a couple of chairs in the entire home, I
read the Christmas story to the children who placed their heads near my
knees. And, I placed the Bible in the
children’s hands as I left because this family fully understood that the
message was a gift for them…children who matter to God.
And,
it was OK that their Christmas was simple, because the first Christmas was
simple. But, their Christmas had Jesus,
and that is all that matters to God. May
your Christmas be full of the gift of Jesus.
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