Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Give the Spirit Some Room

[This is what happens when your sermon inspiration comes from a Saturday Night Live skit and an adult book about putting children to bed.  Christmas Day 2011/(c) All Rights Reserved C. B. Park]


Gabriel appeared to a maiden
as one candle burned a small flume.
“Don’t be afraid, Mary, you’re favored!
You can give the Spirit some room.

You’ve been chosen by God,” said the angel.
“to lift people out of their gloom.
If you are willing, a child you shall bear
if you give the Holy Spirit some room.”

“How can this be?” said Mary.
“I’m betrothed to Joseph, my groom.
He will not approve of this message
or give the Holy Spirit some room.”

“O’er you shall hover God’s Spirit
and you shall conceive in your womb
a child whose name will be Jesus.
Won’t you please give the Spirit some room?”

And so Mary conceded to Gabriel
permission for God’s Spirit to loom.
Mary bore Jesus in Bethlehem;
the world gave the Spirit some room.

On this gift of a child I ponder
when the world seems headed only for doom
Does my ‘yes’ to God still matter?
Why should I give the Spirit some room?

St. Stephen said yes and they stoned him
His assent led him straight to the tomb
Preaching the Good News is dangerous, friends
Do you dare give the Spirit some room?

The children in Bethlehem did nothing wrong;
Yet Herod prevented their bloom.
Mothers still weep for their children.
Holy Spirit, are you here in this room?

Before we get lost in dark sadness;
Before we descend into gloom;
Recall stories that have given us courage
When the Spirit’s been given some room.

Moses led the slaves out of Egypt;
David’s kingdom did nothing but boom;
The prophets gained a voice for God’s people,
For they gave the Spirit some room

Saint Catherine wrote of her Friendship
with the Lord, whom she knew as her groom.
She’s remembered now, all over Europe
Because she gave the Spirit some room.

Saint Martin de Porres loved all work
even cleaning with brush and with broom.
“Our labors bring us closer to God,” he said.
He gave the Spirit some room.

Martin Luther called Rome to repentance
“Stop this nonsense!” he said with a boom.
“We’re treating God’s people unjustly;
Please give the Spirit some room!”

You and I may never be great saints
Or remembered long after the tomb
But we have the chance to share God’s love
When we give the Spirit some room.

So say yes to the angels around you
Help them to wash away gloom
Share the story of Jesus then wait patiently, friends
Give the Spirit some room.

Amen.




Monday, December 19, 2011

Happiness is a Warm Puppy and Baby Jesus

Okay, she's not a puppy, but she is warm.  Abby is snuggled up next to me on my sofa. I realize that many people frown upon animals who sit where people sit, but I don't think there's anything more soothing than petting a furry head.  Zac - the older one - is sleeping on his bed near the hearth.  His days of sofa are long gone and we both know that if he sees another Christmas it will be a miracle.  Christmas is constant; so is the cycle of life.

It's never easy to celebrate the holidays when you are aware of who isn't there.  This year, we miss our Val - the sheltie who came with Zac, but left us in September.  Other years it's been a grandparent or a parent or a sibling.  Future years will be the same.  Christmas is constant; so is the cycle of life.

The hope that comes with the Word made flesh is constant.  When emotions betray me, I close my eyes and go to the manger.  Jesus cries, just like me.  I pick up this small child and hold him to my heart and we comfort each other. 

When I open my eyes again, Abby looks at me like she understands.  God was present in the manger.  You have to wonder if 'dog' was too.