Isaiah 61:10-62:3 Psalm 147:13-21 Galatians 3:23-25, 4:4-7 John 1:1-18
Watching some of The Christmas Story, I was reminded of “the year of the leg.” My father was a hospital administrator when I was in middle school. The incinerator at the hospital was small. They had to amputate a man’s leg and had no way of disposing of it. So my dad gave it to my brother Mike to bury it on our family farm. Mike said that he did it, but the next day a large box appeared under the Christmas tree “to Kit from Mike.” So he started playing up the idea of the leg being in that box. Every day, he would make some kind of comment about the leg. That was two weeks before Christmas, so I was really sweating it on Christmas morning. The box did not turn out to be “the leg.” But for the life of me, I can’t remember what it really was.
Nothing packs up and leaves town quicker than the Christmas spirit. We see decorations coming down from houses and yards. On this the First Sunday after Christmas, we begin to ask ourselves, Why? Why the tinsel and bells, why the parties and presents? There must be more. Yes, there is much more. God has begun to make clear the divine purpose in the world, the plan of the ages and how we are a part of it. God has not left us alone to our own devices, nor are we without meaning and direction for our lives. We are here for more than our own comfort and pleasure. We are a part