A few weeks ago,
in worship, we sang, “O Come, O Come Emmanuel.”
This ancient Advent hymn is one our ancestors have sung for years. And if you listen to the words, it has a
wonderful tension built and baked into it.
The words name and notice all the brokenness – the sharp shards of life
that can wound us – the hurts and harms.
The hymn sings out about exile, loneliness, pain, envy, strife and
quarrels.
You sing it and
think, “Thanks for this uplifting thought, Eeyore.”
But the refrain
comes out of nowhere and we sing, “Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel shall come to
thee, O Israel.”
Um, what? The hymn just described and defined all the
good reasons why joy was distant and disconnected from our lives. And now, we are supposed to rejoice? Just like that? What about all that stuff we just sang about
pain and grief??
More importantly, how? How can I be joy-filled when there is sorrow
and separation and discrimination and pain that throbs and hearts that are
broken?
Part of the reason
why we struggle with joy is that we believe joy is exuberance or excitement or
enthusiasm. Joy as the life of the
party. Joy is the glass is half-full
perspective.
What if joy has a
shy and silent side? What if joy has a
reserved and reverent side? What if joy
has a courageous side? Or as one author
says, “Rejoice -means to be in a rut of joy.”
This rut doesn’t mean we are always singing “The Sun will come out
tomorrow.” But we also hold softly that
brokenness is never the last word. It is
knowing that more than the glass being half full or half empty, the
glass can be refilled by God!! (Please re-read that)
We start Advent
with the candle of “Hope” because this light will illuminate the places and
people where God is still at work. Hope
will doggedly keep shining and searching and sharing that God isn’t
finished yet. We move to “Peace”, or
shalom, well-being for all the world.
Hope and peace work together in tandem.
Hope says one step, Peace says in this direction. Hope says God is here, Peace proclaims God is
healing. Hope nudges and Peace
nourishes. Joy comes alongside and
sings, “Yes, this is true and can be trusted and needs to be shared.” Joy invites others to be on the journey. When these three: hope, peace, and joy throw
a party or invite you on a journey, I encourage you to say, “Yes”. Along the way, we will tend to the aches and
pains. We will notice the color purple
out in the field (thank you to poet/prophetess Alice Walker). We will laugh and cry and sometimes walk
silently just being/breathing together.
That is what faith is; what the church is called to; our ministry and
mission.
We can take breaks
along the way to rejoice, to remember the rut of joy, that can feed and fuel
our lives now and every day in the coming year.
Alleluia and Amen.
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