This
week, a child died in custody of the United States Government.
This
week, 15,000 children have been detained at our borders.
This
week, marked the 6th anniversary of Sandy Hook.
This
week, brought us an evacuation of Sandy Hook elementary school due to threats.
If
hatred and bigotry were a bingo game, you could fill the card with the morning
news.
Racism,
anti-semitism, transphobia, homophobia, xenophobia, gun violence.
This
week… this week…this week…
Day
by day.
We
fend off long nights with strands of light. We will light three candles and
sing.
Singing
Gloria at the top of our lungs and placing another gift under the tree.
Smiling
at the sweetness, laughing at the jokes.
Celebrating
this day.
This
day, with a candle we mark joy, on the Sunday we call “rekoice”.
How
dare we speak of joy. How dare we!
We
dare, we dare, we dare—because joy is not the fulfillment of our desires. Joy
is not a result of the right now.
This
is a joy grounded in the future. It is rejoicing because of what might be—not because
of what is.
It
is the yearning, for the promise, while mourning the present, and believing that
this is not all that is or all that will be.
And,
so today, we give thanks to God that this
is not it.
That
the second coming of Christ, the final in-breaking of the kingdom in all its
glory—will give truth to the love that God envisions for all creation
Today
we herald that creation, a new creation, in which the lies of the now will pass
away.
This
is what it means that sorrow will turn to laughter. This is what it means that
those who mourn will find themselves dancing.
This is not it.
The
empire, as we have created, it is not how God has envisioned it.
And,
so we rejoice.
On
this Advent Sunday of rejoicing
Knowing
that the present evils of this world
will indeed pass away.
That
the kings of this world—whether they be presidential, or corporate, elected or
dictated--that they will be overthrown by the in-breaking of a kingdom in which
power is leveraged not through any act of violence but an act of love.
Gaudete,
rejoice! For this is the day that the Lord has made!
A
day in which oppression meets the promise of liberation.
A
day in which suffering is intermingled with our hope.
And
it is on this day that the prophet, utilizing the tradition of women’s songs of
triumph, cries out “Sing aloud, O daughter Zion; shout, O Israel! Rejoice and
exult with all your heart!”.
Joyful
words, celebratory words! But, take note, these words from the prophet
Zephaniah have been removed from their context--a context in which the prophet juxtaposes
judgment, impending destruction, and current suffering, with this climatic call
to rejoicing.
Islamic
scholar, Professor Omid Safi writes that it is
suffering that paves “the way for
joy.
Suffering was the Jesus that
had to kick over the tables of the moneychangers,
Before the Spirit of God
could come rushing in to the Temple of my heart.”
Suffering paves the way for
joy—rejoicing in the promise of what might be that will overthrow the evils of what is right now.
Our joy confronts the evils
of this world. Our joy defies the death dealers and the doom sayers! Our joy is
found today amongst the prophets who confront the persecutors—all the while
proclaiming God’s promise to the persecuted!
The
power of this call to rejoicing is all the stronger when we recognize the fears
of those to whom it was proclaimed.
This
is a rejoicing, for those who live in fear. Rejoicing, for those who live in
exile. Rejoicing, for those who thirst. Rejoicing, for those who hunger.
Rejoicing, for those imprisoned. Rejoicing, for those facing government
sanctioned persecution. Rejoicing, for the impoverished.
“The LORD has taken away the judgements
against you, he has turned away your enemies. The king of Israel the LORD is in
your midst; you shall fear disaster no more.”
You
shall fear disaster no more. Can you imagine? In this world rife with fear, can
you imagine what it would mean to fear disaster no more?
And,
the people march to freedom. Their feet move on in hope.
The
poor, the fearful, the hungry, the exiled…rejoicing! Rejoicing, because Advent
isn’t simply about celebrating the baby that was, it is about celebrating the future
which has been promised, “one who is more powerful than I is coming!”
(Pause)
I
write these words from an undeniable context of comfort and relative security,
which gives me pause.
And,
I wonder.
I
wonder, what those of us with power and privilege need to find in the words we
hear proclaimed today. I wonder what fears we
must release. I wonder where we, the people of St. Clement’s, are in this
promise.
(Pause)
And,
this is where I encounter the epistle and Gospel lessons appointed for today…
For
it is in these passages that we hear the promise proclaimed in the midst of those
who live in comfort—and who risk losing that comfort when they choose to follow
Christ. These are people who are asking, from positions of privilege, the
question, “What then should WE do?”
(Pause)
John
the Baptist addresses a crowd that includes people with material resources,
those who have more than they need. The crowd includes soldiers and tax
collectors who serve the will of the emperor.
Paul,
in his letter to the early Christians in Philippi, is writing to a community which
included Greek and Roman citizens from the upper crust of society, people who
enjoyed all the privileges of citizenship. We know this in part because of his closing
words of encouragement in this letter—in which Paul extends greetings from fellow
Christians serving in Caesar’s household!
Roman
citizens, soldiers, and tax collectors were part of the early Christian
church--these were individuals who had privilege and power, individuals who struggled
with relinquishment of the same when confronted with the Good News of God in
Christ.
And,
I think, many of us can empathize with their struggle. We empathize because our
culture confuses physical comfort and wealth with joy. We empathize because we
recognize that we ourselves benefit from the very same systems that deprive and
deny others. We empathize, because we want more.
We
want more than our comfort, more than our wealth, more than the world that is.
So,
on this Sunday we rejoice for the world that might be.
A
world in which all of God’s people can thrive. A world in which the hungry are
fed. A world in which thirsty children are given water abundant. A world as
envisioned by God.
This
is not that world, yet. But we rejoice knowing that we can act to assist in the
promised in-breaking of that world. A world into which Jesus came, a world into
which Jesus shall come.
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