This sermon was preached on Christmas, at Epworth Chapel, Baltimore on 12/25/16.
“The people walking in darkness have seen a
great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned… For
to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be
on his shoulders.” (Isaiah 9:2, 6)
If
I can be transparent for a few minutes this morning, I must confess that
Christmas for me this year is rather bittersweet. I’m certain that I’m not alone in
experiencing a sense of joy coupled with pain, sunshine and rain, light and darkness.
Christmas, for me has always been time of sheer joy, a time when even as an adult, the inner child in me has been awakened - and hope, and joy, and love and the promise of peace on earth is renewed and animated for me.
Christmas, for me has always been time of sheer joy, a time when even as an adult, the inner child in me has been awakened - and hope, and joy, and love and the promise of peace on earth is renewed and animated for me.
I
know I’m not alone. This year is unlike
any other. The time from last Christmas
to this one seems like an eternity, and has been wrought with difficulty. We have seen our share of disappointment,
despair, disillusionment, discouragement, dimness, and dismal distress.
We
are living through one of the most difficult political seasons in our nation’s
history – people are deeply divided along race, class, inter-religious and even
intra-religious lines. This is to say
that Christians can’t even agree on what it means to be a Christian.
Murder continues to plague many of our cities like Baltimore where over 310 persons will have lost their lives by the end of this year. Too many people are living out in the streets, too many people are hungry and too many people remain without adequate healthcare. Around the world, there are wars and rumors of wars – and it seems like there’s another terrorist attack somewhere in the world every time we turn on the news.
So Christmas for me – and I sense for many of us – is more bittersweet this year than ever. And yet, we as people who walk by faith live marked by a promise that in every season of darkness there will come forth light.
Murder continues to plague many of our cities like Baltimore where over 310 persons will have lost their lives by the end of this year. Too many people are living out in the streets, too many people are hungry and too many people remain without adequate healthcare. Around the world, there are wars and rumors of wars – and it seems like there’s another terrorist attack somewhere in the world every time we turn on the news.
So Christmas for me – and I sense for many of us – is more bittersweet this year than ever. And yet, we as people who walk by faith live marked by a promise that in every season of darkness there will come forth light.