Monday, December 23, 2019

We Cry Out, Immanuel - A Sermon for the 4th Sunday in Advent



In this last week or so in Columbus, the weather has finally started to feel like winter – the temperatures have gotten chilly, downright cold overnight! And we’ve had real snow that’s lasted for a few days at a time. With these bits of “winter wonderland” have also come that impediments winter can put on our lives – icy and snowy roads, slow traffic, and frosted windshields.
It amazes me how, even when there has not been any specific precipitation overnight, I will come out to my car in the morning and there are the most intricate, quite delicate designs of ice frozen across all the windows of my car. Beautiful though these icy creations are, they also dangerously block my view from inside the car – and adds extra time to my morning “dash out the door!” so that I can scrape them off.

Today’s readings begin in a tumultuous time for the people of Israel, when their view of God and the world was also a bit obscured. What had once been a great kingdom, unified under renowned leaders like king David and Solomon, had split into two combatting nations –
Israel in the north
and Judah in the south
with Assyria looking to attack them from the outside.
The prophet Isaiah recounts that Ahaz, king in the south, was being threatening by a joint attack effort of the northern kingdom of Israel and the Assyrians. This was a terrifying time! In the verses just before our Old Testament reading today, it says that
         “the heart of Ahaz and the heart of his people shook.”

The people cried out for God
And God shows up

God shows up and offers King Ahaz the opportunity to ask anything, anything of God
         as deep as Sheol
         as high as heaven

I wonder what it was like to be Ahaz – enemies attacking from all sides; his heart shaking, and suddenly the Lord shows and offers him absolutely anything. Perhaps it was like looking through a frosted over windshield. Fuzzy. Limited. Ahaz can only see him own image of his Lord, God who cannot be tested. Ahaz’s own image has blurred the view of God’s vibrant presence, God with him. Ahaz is bound by his own definition of what God might do, not seeing what God is offering to do.

During these four weeks of Advent, churches all around the world have remembered what God offers to do, has done, is doing, and will do again through the weekly practice of lighting the Advent candles as we draw nearer to Christmas. We have been waiting with excitement to remember again that Jesus came as Immanuel – God here with us – and that God continues to join us here in this world again and again and again.
Through the ritual of candle lighting, many churches, just as we did here this morning, have sung the pleading words, O come o come Immanuel.

The words of this song originate in the 6th century. For hundreds of years, the verses have been used as a nightly prayer during the week leading up to Christmas Eve.

As they are sung,
We cry out for God
God’s presence is revealed and promises are remembered

Evening after evening another title for Christ is called, broadening the image of the longed-for Immanuel – of God with us.

O come, O Wisdom from on high,
who ordered all things mightily; to us the path of knowledge show and teach us in its ways to go. 

O come, O come, great Lord of might,
who to your tribes on Sinai's height in ancient times did give the law in cloud and majesty and awe. 

O come, O Branch of Jesse's stem,
unto your own and rescue them! From depths of hell your people save, and give them victory o'er the grave. 

O come, O Key of David, come
and open wide our heavenly home. Make safe for us the heavenward road and bar the way to death's abode. 

O come, O Bright and Morning Star,
and bring us comfort from afar! Dispel the shadows of the night and turn our darkness into light. 

O come, O King of nations, bind
in one the hearts of all mankind. Bid all our sad divisions cease and be yourself our King of Peace. 

O come, O come, Immanuel,
and ransom captive Israel that mourns in lonely exile here until the Son of God appear.

Woven in these verses are a tapestry of scriptural titles and pictures that describe the saving work in Christ. Wisdom, might, comfort, and peace are all named. They cry for God to come and act in our lives, invoking the history of God’s work through history of the Israel. God’s story continues over and over again, and we cry out for it over and over again.  We sing this song because we know the story and because we long for the truth it brings.

We cry out
And God shows up
In unexpected ways
Sharpening our vision
Broadening our expectations

We anticipate and remember Immanuel – God with us
Each year
To re-live the joy of God meeting us in our cries

This Advent I had the privilege to see up close the wildly captivating, expectation breaking ways God shows up. I joined with people across the state to sign and collect Christmas cards for all of those in prison in Ohio – 50,000 cards! This group collected cards for two prisons last year – about 6,000 cards – and this year in faith
People cried out
         O come O come God
         O come O people of God seeking a tenfold increase in cards

As a volunteer with prison ministry for nearly a decade, I’ve seen how those who are incarcerated are longing to be seen, remembered, noticed. To feel as though they are not alone. To receive a card, a holiday wish of love, says “God is with you in this place, behind these bars.” That they are seen more clearly as a person, not obscured as only a prisoner.

As the weeks rolled by, cards began to trickle in –
         by the tens
         the fifties
         the hundreds
slowly adding up.
Packages of cards began arriving from other states – Indiana, Florida.

Over 60,000 cards were counted and distributed to each of the 28 adult prisons in Ohio this past week
AND to each of the three juvenile prisons in Ohio
AND several of local jails

We cried out – O come O come!
AND cards are still coming in!

An extravagant abundance of God’s presence to be shared in places where love can be scarce

When the cards were distributed over the past several days, stories have been shared of their impact – God’s presence in paper and ink.
One young man, an avowed nonbeliever in God, received his card and by all accounts
- his heart shook.
He sought out one of the older men, a well-known Christian inmate. The young man, emotional, asked the older man –
         “Did you, did you do this on purpose? Was this you?” as he held up the card he had received.
The older man, confused and surprised, paused and replied –
“No, I had nothing to do with the cards.”
The younger man’s mother died about a month ago. And the card he was given, was signed by someone with her same name.

God calls us to see the presence of such abundant love in ways we can’t name
         we can’t understand.
God calls us to a faith that sees the wild possibilities that, like Joseph, we might see things differently.

I imagine this was a tumultuous time for Joseph, his view of Mary becoming obscured. Engaged, but now she is pregnant. God offers Joseph’s a wild alterative to see
         Mary hasn’t been unfaithful – Mary has been truly faithful
         and Joseph is called see with this same faith.

Joseph saw the presence of God –
         in his dream
         in the pregnancy of Mary
         in a new born baby he adopted as his own son

Joseph says yes to the amazing possibilities of God in the midst of turmoil and unknowns
Joseph says yes to see God with us – Immanuel – and welcomes Jesus into the world for us all.

How can we see the presence of God with us a bit more clearly, today?
What wild dreams is God providing for us to step into?

Like Joseph we can cry out for God AND see new opportunities with God’s presence all around us. Like Joseph we can see and trust God’s amazing possibilities.
God calls us to this ever-broadening vision of Joseph’s – to see Immanuel closer and clearer each day.

In these last days before Christmas, how are we clearly our vision to see the new possibilities Christ brings?

That we may yet cry out
And know that God is with us
Is coming to be with us
And will be with us forever



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We Cry Out, Immanuel - A Sermon for the 4th Sunday in Advent

In this last week or so in Columbus, the weather has finally started to feel like winter – the temperatures have gotte...