This past Saturday, I had the privilege of going to see one of my college buddies coach his basketball team (Hampden-Sydney College). It’s only an hour and a half drive from Richmond, so that makes it pretty easy to get up there, particularly when your brother-in-law is a Hampden Sydney alum.

Last night I spent some time with my cousins, and Aunt/Uncle in Richmond. There were babies galore, some of them fairly fresh: 5-6 months or so. So it was extremely nice for them to ‘assemble’ with one day’s notice, and not play the ‘sick baby card.’ Flexibility is always a good thing, especially when its another’s flexibility that is tested!

I had been out of my normal daily bible reading the last few days, but fortunately felt both a strong need and desire to get back in it this morning at the airport. Recently I have been trying to carefully study the Christmas accounts in Luke and Matthew. Since Christmas is officially over now, I found it apropos to look at what happened after the Magi left.

In Matthew 2, Herod got wicked angry and gave orders to kill all the children under two years of age in Bethlehem and the surrounding areas.

Two things to note regarding this event:

1.) Anger problems can sometimes be avoided by proper understanding of God’s Providence.

God spoke through a dream, warning the Magi not to return to Herod. It was God’s will that they did not return to Herod. Did Herod know that God had spoken to them through a dream? No, but it was clear to Herod that they would not be coming back to him-that shows God’s will clearly enough.

I was reminded this morning that I often become angry when things don’t correspond to my desire and expectations. Or when people don’t do things I expect them to do.
But looking at this passage, I need to be reminded that they have acted exactly according to the ‘script.’ Hopefully I can relax more and not get so angry. I have no intention of killing a bunch of toddlers, but my anger shows up in other ways.

2.) Even when things aren’t recorded for us in history books, it doesn’t mean that they didn’t happen the way the bible says they did

There is no mention of Herod’s killing these Bethlehem babies in secular writings. Two explanations shall come forth. First of all, Herod did a ton of killing (his wife, mother-in-law, kids, enemies-which he considered to be everyone) that to record every act of murder would be impossible!

Next, Bethlehem was a small town. Scholars think that the town had only 1000 folks (if not half that), and so the number of babies might not have exceded 20. Just a scholastic conjecture, but it is certainly interesting. Jocephus and other historians might not have even known about a tragedy in a small town, or even bothered to record it. Things that happen in big towns always get more publicity.

Sometimes historical documents reinforce what we read in the bible, sometimes they don’t. But it shouldn’t bother us. After all, Jocephus was a turncoat Jew writing for the Romans. In his writings, he tries to justify his turning. He was even more biased than the bible writers. And they weren’t getting paid like he would have been! Just some food for thought for the skeptic (or skeptic in us).

For the last two Christian Ed classes I’ve led, we’ve done a mini-series I call, “Christmas in the Bible.” We looked at the two different accounts in Luke and Matthew, as well as took a quiz on what exactly is and what isn’t in the bible. You’d be surprised how much you assume.

Yesterday, we examined the historical background of Herod the Great and the Magi (the wise men), and had a fun time speculating on some of their heart motivations. Speculating can be dangerous if it is not tempered by community, other scriptures, and a recognition that speculation cannot be confused with special revelation (bible).

However we all found it helpful to speculate a bit to dig a little deeper into these scripture accounts of Christ’s birth and the short time thereafter (Magi found Jesus in a house, perhaps up to 2 years later). Since the Magi were overjoyed, and ‘rejoiced exceedingly with great joy,’ probably knew somewhat of what/whom they were seeking (they would have been very well educated), worshiped Jesus, we found great application this Christmas.

Instead of being bothered by a Bucs loss this morning (which really doesn’t mean anything in the long run, or short run either-they’ll end up the same seed in the playoffs regardless) or all the busyness that lies ahead, I was reminded to rejoice simply in Jesus. Not presents, not family, not the blessings I’ve received, but simply in Jesus’ coming and promise to come again.

We concluded with some reflection on the poem “The Journey of the Magi” by T.S. Eliot. I think this poem reflects his own spiritual journey to Christianity. Here’s an excerpt we briefly pondered. Its an inquiry into what the Magi might have felt like when they returned to the East. I recommend “googling” the rest of it.

  
All this was a long time ago,
I remember,
And I would do it again, but set down
This set down
This: were we led all that way for
Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,
We had evidence and no doubt.
I had seen birth and death,
But had thought they were different; this Birth was
Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death,
We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,
But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,
With an alien people clutching their gods.
I should be glad of another death.

I tried to reflect upon the meaning of Christmas more fully by neglecting my normal sports talk programs. However, I didn’t find that time the least bit helpful. I’m not nearly as contemplative or reflective as I once thought. Car time will probably not be the best reflection time for me. Perhaps it might work for you.

Instead I sat back in my favorite chair and listened to Indelible Grace’s “Your King Has Come” Christmas album. Various artists have rewritten (slightly) for guitar some of the traditional hymns (the good ones-with one exception) and have been very edifying to myself and Amy. I highly recommend this CD.

If you would like to see some more pictures from our Xmas Cookie Outreach, click here
It might give you a better picture of what went on. Pun intended.

A church administrator commented to me today, “As I was preparing the bulletin for Sunday, and reading the lyrics to ‘O Little Town of Bethlehem,’ I was struck by the words, ‘How silently, how silently…'” To her, Christmas time has been and is normally anything but silent. She pondered the question, “Where have we gone wrong?”

Its easy to play the cultural blame game, but it is our fault for being influenced by it. So another question to ponder is this: “How can Christmas time be more silent?” Not necessarily silent as in the absence of all noise, but ‘silently’ as in the absence of that noise, activity, that drives our focus away from the celebration of our Messiah’s first coming and anticipation of His Second.

For example, listening to good Christmas music (if you’re a reader of this blog, you know what I think is good and not good; but each has freedom to decide for him/herself!) can be extremely devotional, uplifting, reflective, and even challenging and convicting.

And not all activity is bad; in fact, many Christmas related activities are good. We recently had a Christmas party for our comm group in which we invited neighbors and friends without a church. Another comm group went caroling to elderly members and friends. Even our cookie outreach was stressful to organize, but everyone who participated found deep encouragement and a real Christmas joy in participating.

But there are some potentially (I also think they can be good with proper heart bad motivations) noises/overstressing activities in my opinion. The loudest noise/activity for me is shopping. Don’t get me wrong, I like buying gifts for family. But figuring it all out, running all over town; it never seems to end.

Getting stressed by Christmas shopping for Xmas presents a bad noise, which moves our focus away from joy and onto the stress of figuring out whether you spent enough or how well the gift will be received, or what the next person needs. I really haven’t figured out a remedy for this yet. Is it better to spread out your shopping, or just endure all of the stress in one day? I don’t know.

Perhaps a remedy would be to just draw names. Instead of shopping for small presents for a bunch of people, you might just get one or a few expensive things. That would certainly help my spirit during this busy time.

Today, I’m planning on not listening to any Sports Talk (one day out of the year isn’t too bad, eh?) when I drive and I will simply try to reflect the two important aspects of Christmas: His Coming, and His Return. I’m not punishing myself, nor am I performing some radio-less act of self-flagellation; I simply feel a need for some silence in my busy world. I’ll let you know how this exercise goes.

I would truly be doing the Tampa Bay Bucs a disservice if I did not blog about the extraordinary happening at Raymond James stadium on Sunday. After 1865 kick-off returns, a Bucs kickreturner finally returned one ‘to the house.’ The simple law of averages would seem to allow for this to happen about once a year. But once in 32 years?

Nevertheless, the timing was perfect, or close to perfect. I actually never thought it would happen. It seemed like the Bucs were under some sort of curse, and I really kind of believed it. So whether there was an official curse or not, the ‘curse’ has been broken. And how appropriate because Christmas is a time when we celebrate ‘The Curse’ being broken.

‘The Curse’ started back in Gen 3 when sin entered into this world of ours. The serpent was cursed, the ground was cursed, and both the man and woman had to endure the effects of this curse, because they were both responsible for it (however neither Adam nor Eve were actually cursed by God-look it up if you don’t believe me).

Jesus then becomes the ‘seed’ or ‘offspring’ of the woman who would crush the offspring of the serpent-ultimately foreshadowing a victory over Satan by means of the cross. But Jesus, this ‘seed’ or ‘offspring,’ didn’t stop with His triumph at the cross and resurrection. In fact, He will one day crush Satan under our feet (Romans 16:20). And that is one more thing we can celebrate at Christmas.

What it looks like for Jesus to crush Satan under our feet is captured in the popular Christmas hymn “Joy to the World.” By the way, most Christmas hymns have some incredibly profound, and theologically rich lyrics. Check these out:

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

Jesus’ coming was the beginning of His work, and He will one day extend his blessings as far as the curse is found. One day we shall have a world without ‘The Curse’ (what that means for fishing, I don’t know yet). But this the distinctly Christian hope, and one more reason to celebrate, pray, and long for The Return of the King.

On a Christian radio station trying to raise money, my wife heard something a bit unsettling. The emphasis was on the blessing of giving. Certainly giving is a grace of God, and it is also a blessing for the one giving. There is joy in giving, and God gives that joy, and He loves a cheerful giver (II Cor 9:7).

But the emphasis seemed to be placed (I didn’t actually hear it myself) on what you get back when you give. Now I could spend much more time on this, but the ‘advice’ from a DJ took a different turn. If we give, we get back something in return that is of great value. For example, look at God. He gave Jesus and He got ‘us’ out of it.

In case you don’t know by now, you can argue with most things people say, and often find out that the real problem is either semantic, or the fact that the person cannot say everything-and is merely trying to something specific and apropos to the situation. For instance Paul wrote Corinthians and Galatians to different audiences, with two different emphases: one has more emphasis on justification, the other on living consistently with our justification. Its the same gospel applied to different problems in different churches. We can’t say to Paul, “This is true, but you left out this part.” No, he said what needed to be said to that particular audience, and left out what didn’t need to be said.

However, I think this issue is slightly more than semantic and perhaps touches on a deep church cultural problem. God the Father gave up His only Son as a sacrifice. It was a great sacrifice. It was not as though He-though if you want to get Trinitarian and technical, Jesus received the Church (John 10:29)-was getting something of equal or greater value (sounds like a coupon) when He received the church.

A wise person once declared a great error in our normal everyday thinking: “We think we are ‘the SH*T (in case you aren’t aware of this colloquial, it means awesome, or the best). And don’t we? Do we think that God made a fair trade? That we are worthy of this great sacrifice of a Savior being born in a feeding trough and crucified on a cross?

If we fail to see the depth of sacrifice, we fail to see how great we are loved. It wasn’t a fair trade-I can speak for myself. I was not worthy to be saved. However, Jesus would never say I , or you, weren’t worth it.

Instead of hopes of a fair trade, he came out of his great affection for His people and His own glory. And while He would never say anyone was worthy (deserving-before or after salvation) to be saved, I guarantee you he would say “I’m glad I came down to save sinners. It was worth my sacrifice.”

The greater we think we are, the closer it becomes to being a fair trade. The closer it becomes to being a fair trade, the further away from love we get: not only His love for us, but concomitantly our love for Him. He simply, and amazingly, puts His love over His children, like a Father/Mother puts his/her love over a newborn child. And I’m glad He does.