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“If they ain’t following you, you ain’t leading.” Skye Jethani

Dear God, I was listening to The Holy Post podcast from last week earlier today, and there was a part that really struck me. It starts at the 40:30 mark. They were talking about how evangelical leaders are making public statements regarding different social and political issues and yet evangelical people, when surveyed do not, for the most part, support those views. For example, in 2017, there were evangelical leaders who have said that it is important for the United States to be a place for legal immigrants to be able to come, but, when surveyed, a majority of white evangelicals support limiting legal immigration–more so than any other religious group surveyed. When one host, Phil Vischer, asked another, Sky Jethani, what he thought of that, Skye said, “It’s very simple: If they ain’t following, you ain’t leading.”

It made me think about a Baptist pastor in the town where I live. I was in a meeting among several pastors a couple of weeks ago, and the Baptist pastor, who has trained pastors in third-world countries in different parts of the world, said something to the effect that one thing he learned in the pandemic is that he thought they had a church where people were really seeking you, but what he’s found is that they have a social organization where like-minded people are getting together to socialize. The different agendas people have brought to the table since the pandemic and some of the decisions the church has made in relation to meetings has revealed the true character of the church. There was absolute silence when he said it.

Back to the podcast, they started talking about what each of us allows into our heads that shapes our thoughts, theology, and worldview. For example, if I give my church one hour of influence over me a week, how much time am I giving to news (and which news), television, music, movies, etc.? Phil Vischer mentioned (50:30 mark) that he normally spends time in personal Bible study, but lately decided to give himself over to some teaching from a theologian he trusts to allow that person to shape and/or challenge some of Phil’s perspective. The example he gave was a biblical commentary from Scot McKnight, a respected theologian, on the Sermon on the Mount.

That brings me to the last podcast host, Christian Taylor, who talked about a pastor, Matt Murdock at Church of the Resurrection, encouraging the parishioners to take an inventory of what influences them throughout the week (45:45 mark). What is everything I listen to/watch/consume? Who do I talk to? What all influences me? It doesn’t all have to be sacred, but what am I letting in? How am I using each day to know you better? As I envision doing this inventory, I almost envision the Weight Watchers point system. I can get some sweets, but too much is too much. Over time, I think the Holy Spirit will guide me to the answer of how much is too much.

The last part of the conversation is that evangelical leaders need to figure out the new paradigm of leading and influencing in this new age. They are using a 19th century model for parishioners living in a 21st century world.

Father, help me find good people to follow, and help me to be a good example for those who depend upon me to lead. Help me to see what you see, learn what you have for me to learn, and worship you the way you deserve to be worshipped. Do it all for your glory and so that others around me might be drawn to you, your salvation, your peace, and your path for them.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
 

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What are you doing here?

But the Lord said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?” (1 Kings 19:9b)

Dear God, it’s a totally different context and set of circumstances within which I find myself right now than where Elijah was in his life, but the question came to me yesterday while I was driving to my vacation. What am I doing here? I don’t feel a particular need for a vacation. I don’t feel burned out. I don’t feel directionless. I don’t feel lost or scared. Why am I spending a couple thousand dollars this week to be here? What am I doing here?

The last time I remember feeling this question asked of me was in January 2005. That was a time of great uncertainty, and we were convinced that was going to be the year that we really focused on my wife. She was going to apply to graduate school in another state, and I was going to be willing to relocate for her benefit. 2005 was gong to be “The Year of Megan.” So I was at a men’s retreat at the beginning of January with my dad and brother-in-law, and I remember going for a jog/hike and praying about the year ahead and being willing to do whatever you wanted. In retrospect, it was a huge year for our family, but it ended up being my career for which we changed cities and moved.

So now I’m asking myself why I’m here. Honestly, I had the week off and I had no idea what I would do at home for a week. I could do some chores, but that would only take a day (and they’ll be waiting for me when I get back). The other days would just be killing time. But there is something being down at the beach at South Padre Island and that helps me to disengage and relax. And it also helps me to be away and to think. It also helps me to maybe give some attention to different writing projects that are on my heart.

So what am I doing here? Father, I think it’s just to not waste days, but to have some time to both rest, pray, and think. Pray about they year to come as it pertains to my personal world (family, work, friends, community, etc.) and the world at large. Think about what is on my heart and what might have been put there by you. And work on a couple of these projects and see if they have any traction. There just might be something there that can make a difference for your kingdom. So be with me this week. Speak to me. Give me ears to hear, eyes to see, and a mind read to respond.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 27, 2020 in 1 Kings

 

“O Come, O Come, Emmanuel” by Bryan Duncan (translated by John Mason Neale – 1861)

“O come, O Come, Emmanuel” by Bryan Duncan (translated by John Mason Neale – 1861)

O come, O come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny
From depths of Hell Thy people save
And give them victory o’er the grave
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai’s height,
In ancient times did’st give the Law,
In cloud, and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

Dear God, as I get ready to go on vacation, I thought I would look at journaling through some Christmas songs/hymns. This is another one from Our Christmas, a various artists collection from Word Records in 1990. I’ve always liked it.

The first verse simply reminds me that I don’t know what it means to suffer. Sure, I’ve had heartaches, but I am a very privileged man. I live a middle class life in a country that offers me a lot of freedom. I cannot relate to the feelings that captive Israelites felt. I don’t even necessarily long for Jesus’s return now. But there are people who do suffer. There are people who are captive. There are people who long for your justice and return. I am sorry I am not more sensitive to them and their longings. I’m sorry I am numb to them. Sure, I do things in my daily life that help others (some of it is part of my vocation), but I draw lines and I try to not be too inconvenienced. It’s easier to just look away.

Now this second verse is one to which I can relate more. Satan is always after us, and I can feel it in my own family, both in my immediate and extended families. Thank you for the gift of ultimate victory over Satan. He might win many, many battles here on earth, but the war is lost for him. Thank you for this gift.

Father, sometimes songs like this are great because the communicate a great longing. Longing for something beyond what we can really understand. Longing for peace and rest. I’ll confess that I’m not sure what to expect or what I even need from this vacation. Help me to use this week productively. I certainly don’t feel like I should be staying here. I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do while I’m there. Help me to not waste a moment, but give both my wife and me exactly what we need–as a couple and as individuals–so that our lives might be part of your kingdom coming and your will being done on earth as it is in heaven.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 26, 2020 in Hymns and Songs

 

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“One Small Child” by David Meece

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“One Small Child” by David Meece

One small child in a land of a thousand
One small dream of a Savior tonight
One small hand reaching out to the starlight
One small Savior of life

One king bringing his gold and riches
One king ruling an army of might
One king kneeling with incense and canglelight
One king bringing us life

See Him lying a cradle beneath Him
See Him smiling in the stall
See His mother praising His Father
See His tiny eyelids fall

See the shepherds kneeling before Him
See the kings on bended knee
Oh, See the mother praising the Father
See the Blessed infant sleep.

One small child in a land of a thousand
One small dream of a Savior tonight
One small hand reaching out to the starlight
One small Savior of life

Ooo … Oh … Oh … Oh …
One small child Oh …
One small child Oh …

Dear God, this is one of my favorite Christmas songs. It first came out in 1990 on an album from Word, for whom I worked at the time. Until this moment, I had no idea David Meece actually wrote the song. I thought it was a remake of an older song.

I like several things about the poetry in this song. The first stanza plays with the word “small.” A small child, dream, hand, and savior. I guess everything starts small. Even the nonprofit where I work, which has become a large, complicated operations, started with a small idea given to a woman by you–get some doctors to volunteer one night a week to see people who are poor and don’t have insurance. A seed of an idea. A seed of faith that grows.

The next are the kings. There’s a king bringing riches (one of the wise men), there’s one ruling an army (Herod), there’s one kneeling with incense, and then there’s one bringing us life.

The next stanza has “him and his.” Jesus lying in the manger. Jesus smiling. Jesus’s mother. Jesus falling asleep.

The next stanza is about worship. Shepherd kneel. Kings are on bended knee. Mary praises you. Jesus sleeps.

I have chills while I picture the scenes. Father, help me to be humble today. Help me to be humble with my wife, my children, my family, and my friends. Glorify yourself through my life. Increase as I decrease. Thank you.

In Jesus’s precious, precious name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 25, 2020 in Hymns and Songs

 

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Secular Christmas

Dear God, I was thinking abut topics for my prayer time with you today, and then it hit me. It started with how I feel about Christmas Eve now vs. when I was a child.

When I was little, it was all about the presents that were coming for me and the presents I was giving others. Presents, presents, presents. Then, when I was about 9 or 10 years old we started doing church on Christmas Eve. Christmas started to take on a more appropriate celebration of Jesus’s birth and incarnation. Later, as I moved away, it became about going home to visit for the holidays and then taking my wife and eventually children to visit our families at some point around Christmas. Jesus was still there, but there were, I don’t want to say “obligations,” because the word is more positive than that. I suppose there were emotional pulls to try to see family.

Of course, then we had children and it became about making it fun (and yet somehow meaningful in a Jesus-centric way) for them. Outside of my own childhood years, those might have been my favorite. It was a lot of fun to shower them with love, and they were young enough where they could receive it with complete joy.

Now, I am at the age where the kids are living in other places and there aren’t really things they want that they don’t just buy for themselves. This is the first year for my wife when both of her parents are gone. In fact, she told me it struck her that she doesn’t have anyone to buy a Christmas present for from her family of origin this year. That’s a weird feeling that I haven’t experienced. So we have each other. It’s Christmas Eve. I saw my parents briefly yesterday, in a safe, socially-distanced way. Our son and his dog will be here for the day tomorrow. And we will Zoom with my family of origin and our daughter tomorrow as well. We bought some presents for our children and my parents to express our love, but it’s more about the thought of the gift rather than what the gifts are. It’s different.

Which leads me to what I want to talk about this morning. I realized that all of the cultural Christmas things I have been experiencing over the last four weeks are completely secular. The TV shows and movies have nothing to do with you. In fact, I looked at the top 10 Christmas movies as rated by some group. They were 10.) National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation 9.) The Nightmare Before Christmas 8.) A Christmas Carol (1951) 7.) The Apartment 6.) Elf 5.) The Muppet Christmas Carol 4.) Home Alone 3.) Miracle on 34th Street 2.) A Christmas Story 1.) It’s a Wonderful Life. Even A Christmas Carol, in any of its renditions, really doesn’t have anything to do with you. It’s about the human heart, but nothing about reconciliation.

I probably need to go back and watch The Nativity. It was a really well-done depiction of Mary and Joseph’s journey up to Jesus’s birth. I think I’ve watched it twice. I supposed I should have watched it more. Why haven’t I?

Father, I really do want to spend this day in gratitude for you. My wife is important. My children and family of origin are important. Helping a family that is unknown to me with Christmas presents is important. But I don’t want to take you for granted any more than I already do. I am really grateful to you. Please help me to love you and then channel your love to others. And thank you for Jesus’s incarnation.

I pray all of this in Jesus’s name,

Amen

 
 

Luke 2:8-20

That night there were shepherds staying in the fields nearby, guarding their flocks of sheep. Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among them, and the radiance of the Lord’s glory surrounded them. They were terrified, but the angel reassured them. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people. The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David! And you will recognize him by this sign: You will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.” Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God and saying, “Glory to God in highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased.” When the angels had returned to heaven, the shepherds said to each other, “Let’s go to Bethlehem! Let’s see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.” They hurried to the village and found Mary and Joseph. And there was the baby, lying in the manger. After seeing him, the shepherds told everyone what had happened and what the angel had said to them about this child. All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished, but Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often. The shepherds went back to their flocks, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen. It was just as the angel had told them.

Luke 2:8-20

Dear God, yesterday I took this story and spent some time with Mary and Joseph. Today, I want to look at it from the perspective of the shepherds. First, I acknowledge that I probably don’t know enough about shepherds and their lives in this era. But going back to my question yesterday of, “Why did you appear to the shepherds and have them go to see Jesus?” I want to ask this question again from their perspective. Why these guys?

First, what were your options? Local synagogue leaders, the local political officials, the wealthy community leaders, Joseph’s relatives (presumably he had relatives there for the census too), etc. Why didn’t you choose any of these people? When I ask it this way, the answer is pretty obvious: they would have laid their own agenda on top of yours. Church leaders might have tried to take the baby from Mary and Joseph. Local political or community leaders might have tried to prop up Joseph and Mary in an effort to train the child to one day be their leader–ultimately keeping them from being able to flee to Egypt or completely altering the life Jesus led as he grew up. Even his relatives would have been excited about the Messiah being born to their family and they might have tried to influence the rest of Jesus’s life.

Then there are the shepherds. Unassuming. No agenda. No power or prestige. No reason for anyone outside of Mary and Joseph to even believe them. Heck, they could have been drunk and hallucinated the whole thing. No, these were the perfect people to hear about your son being born.

I think every pastor in town would like to think you would have come to them with the news. I would like to think that I would be trustworthy with the news of Jesus being born. But all of us are likely to lay our own agendas, visions, and preconceived notions on what this child’s life should be like. Look at Zechariah and his prophecy over John. A lot of it was wrong. He didn’t understand. No one did. How could they. You needed someone then who wouldn’t try to apply their own ideas and understandings to the situation. How much is that true now as well? How often do I get in the way of your plans with my own “wisdom” and agendas.

Finally, I want to look at what it did for these men in particular. How did they see you differently? What were their conversations like as they went back to the fields? We know they went back praising and glorifying you. Was that the first time in a long time they had done that? Were you more real, more important to them now than you had been the night before? How did this transform the rest of their lives? Their families?

Father, when I come across the moments in my life when you show up, help me to just praise and glorify you. Help me to let go of trying to lay my own plans on top of it. Even at work right now, you did great things for us this year, and there are times I allow myself to become burdened by what I’m supposed to do with the gifts you have given to the organization where I work. But I don’t know, and when I do that it steals the joy from the moment. I forget to worship and glorify you. I don’t forget to be thankful, but I also don’t stop to simply accept the provision and pray for how you want it used. So I pray for that now. Help our organization know how to use the donations of money and time that you bring to us. Help me to know how to glorify your name so that you are always increasing and I am decreasing. Help me to approach life like a shepherd and not like the people from whom you kept the knowledge about Jesus’s birth.

I pray all of this in Jesus’s name because you reconciled me to yourself through his sacrifice and power as your son,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 23, 2020 in Luke

 

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Luke 2:8-20

That night there were shepherds staying in the fields nearby, guarding their flocks of sheep. Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among them, and the radiance of the Lord’s glory surrounded them. They were terrified, but the angel reassured them. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people. The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David! And you will recognize him by this sign: You will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.” Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God and saying, “Glory to God in highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased.” When the angels had returned to heaven, the shepherds said to each other, “Let’s go to Bethlehem! Let’s see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.” They hurried to the village and found Mary and Joseph. And there was the baby, lying in the manger. After seeing him, the shepherds told everyone what had happened and what the angel had said to them about this child. All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished, but Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often. The shepherds went back to their flocks, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen. It was just as the angel had told them.

Luke 2:8-20

Dear God, the things we always miss in the telling of this story is the “why.” Why did you have the angels appear to the shepherds? I have a theory, and it’s only a theory. In my mind, much like Hagar after she ran away from Sarai got an angel visit and she called you “the God he sees me” (Genesis 16:13), Mary and Joseph were in a terrible spot. They had agreed to follow your requests and be the parents of this baby, but now they found themselves alone without family, in a stable with their new baby. Was this really your plan? Were their previous visions of angels just weird dreams? Was there any part of Jospeh that was once again doubting Mary’s story?

Then these men show up and tell everyone their story. It was not only remarkable, but it contained a few things:

  • Third-party verification of what Joseph and Mary had each heard separately.
  • Affirmation of who this child was.
  • The knowledge that you knew exactly where they were in that moment (a stable) and that was okay.

So now Mary and Joseph have their affirmation. And not only for the moment, but for the future as well: “Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often.” She thought about them when the wise men showed up. She thought abut them when they went to Egypt. She thought about them when they lost Jesus 12 years later. She probably thought about them when she doubted Jesus’s sanity. This was a huge gift for her.

So why these guys? Well, maybe I’ll talk a bout that tomorrow. For now, let me just sit with the idea that you see me, you love me, and you send me affirmations I probably sometimes miss. You are so good. I’m sorry for how I fail. I really wish I was better for you, for my wife, for my children, and for everyone around me. Help me to be better.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 22, 2020 in Luke

 

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Luke 2:1-7

At that time the Roman emperor, Augustus, decreed that a census should be taken throughout the Roman Empire. (This was the first census taken when Quirinius was governor of Syria.) All returned to their own ancestral towns to register for this census. And because Joseph was a descendant of King David, he had to go to Bethlehem in Judea, David’s ancient home. He traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee. He took with him Mary, to whom he was engaged, who was now expecting a child. And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born. She gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him snugly in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no lodging available for them.

Luke 2:1-7

Dear God, I’m so grateful to Luke for recording all of this. And it always amazes me how efficient biblical writers are with their words. He tells this particular part of the story with 130-ish words (depending on the translation). I probably need to be a lot more efficient in my own writing and storytelling.

Isn’t it interesting that you have this story for us at all. If it were up to me to give believers in Jesus a handbook, I would have just given them Jesus’s teachings. Here’s what he said about this. Here’s what he said about that. Instead, we get these stories about everyone around him. His second cousin, Elizabeth and her son John. His disciples. His mother and father. His siblings. The Pharisees like Nicodemus. Pilate. In this case, we have two real people responding the real challenges. They made the best of a bad situation, but you weren’t the first person to be laid in a manger and you won’t be the last. It’s just that stories like this help us to understand we are not alone. It’s possible to do it right and still face struggles.

Father, help me to face my life the way these two parents did–one moment at a time. They had their dreams and thoughts about what and who Jesus would be (and they were mostly wrong), but they had a problem to solve and provision from you to seek. And you provided. You provided a manger. Later, you would provide gold and other gifts from the wise men they could use to fund their escape to Egypt. They didn’t have to know the future or your plan. They just had to be faithful. Help me to be faithful today.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 20, 2020 in Luke

 

Luke 1:68-79 — Zechariah’s Prophecy

“Praise the Lord, the God of Israel, because he has visited and redeemed his people. He has sent us a mighty Savior from the royal line of his servant David, just as he promised through his holy prophets long ago. Now we will be saved from our enemies and from all who hate us. He has been merciful to our ancestors by remembering his sacred covenant— the covenant he swore with an oath to our ancestor Abraham. We have been rescued from our enemies so we can serve God without fear, in holiness and righteousness for as long as we live. And you, my little son, will be called the prophet of the Most High, because you will prepare the way for the Lord. You will tell his people how to find salvation through forgiveness of their sins. Because of God’s tender mercy, the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, and to guide us to the path of peace.”

Luke 1:68-79

Dear God, there is so much joy here. Zechariah had been silenced for presumably a year or so and now he could speak. It was time to worship. It was time to praise. Sure, he got some things wrong in this prophecy. He didn’t know what kind of lives John and Jesus would lead. He didn’t know how they would end. I’m sure he didn’t see John’s beheading or Jesus’s crucifixion and resurrection. But that stuff doesn’t really matter. He was taking the information he had at the time and worshipping you with it.

There is so much for which I have to praise you. There is also so much I do not know. I can praise you for providing for the work we do with our patients. I can praise you for loving us well. I can praise you for thus far answering our prayers for a coworker’s husband who is in the ICU with COVID-19. I can praise you for donations that are supporting our work. I can praise you for the chance to share your love with others. I can praise you that my wife and I are safe, that our children are safe, and my parents are safe. I can praise you that my father-in-law’s passing was quick and merciful. I can also beseech you on behalf of my niece and her fiancé who have COVID. I can ask that you keep those who were with them over the last two weeks, including my parents, safe. Please, Father, have mercy on them. On all of them and the ones I know of who are struggling in a myriad of ways.

Father, I don’t have to know where all of this is going or how it all works out. I don’t need to prophecy or know the future. I just need you in this moment. I trust you to provide from there–and if not financial or physical provision, peace and comfort. Thank you for being a God who grants all of these things and who even cares to listen to this prayer today.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 18, 2020 in Luke

 

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Luke 1:46-55 — The Magnificat

Mary responded, “Oh, how my soul praises the Lord. How my spirit rejoices in God my Savior! For he took notice of his lowly servant girl, and from now on all generations will call me blessed. For the Mighty One is holy, and he has done great things for me. He shows mercy from generation to generation to all who fear him. His mighty arm has done tremendous things! He has scattered the proud and haughty ones. He has brought down princes from their thrones and exalted the humble. He has filled the hungry with good things and sent the rich away with empty hands. He has helped his servant Israel and remembered to be merciful. For he made this promise to our ancestors, to Abraham and his children forever.”

Luke 1:46-55

Dear God, it’s been almost ten years that I have been hanging out and worshipping with Catholics. While I’m not Catholic, my wife started visiting a Catholic church in 2010 and was confirmed Easter 2012. For my part, I went the the Rite of Catholic Initiation for Adults (RCIA) with her, but decided there was enough different about my personal theology that I shouldn’t be confirmed. I even did a series of posts called “Supporting My Wife Going Catholic” that corresponded with a series she did on her blog about “Going Catholic.”

All of that said, I’ve learned that the Magnificat (as this is called in Catholic Circles–I’ve always seen it referred to as “Mary’s Song”) is an important piece of the New Testament to Catholics. We are in a couples group with the church that meets once a month called TOOL (Teams Of Our Lady). I’m the only non-Catholic in the group, but they are gracious and have shown no problems accepting me as part of their family. Anyway, as part of the meetings, we close each one with a recitation of the Magnificat. I had never thought of this piece as being so important. Growing up Baptist, we just aren’t as in to some of the Advent things, and we certainly aren’t as focused on Mary, but I’ve found some real appreciation for the perspective of appreciating Mary and seeing the world through her lens (I have to add that I also have just as much appreciation for Joseph and who he was as a man).

So for this “song,” I think you first have to start with the singer. A poor girl who met an angel one day. The angel tells her that her cousin Elizabeth is going through a miraculous pregnancy of her own so I assume Mary figures Elizabeth just might believe her tale of a virgin conception. So she heads to Elizabeth’s and as soon as she enters the room she is affirmed. Any fear she had on her journey is washed away as soon she greeted Elizabeth. She didn’t even have to say, “I have something to tell you.” She just greeted Elizabeth and Elizabeth felt her baby leap and “was filled with the Holy Spirit. Elizabeth gave a glad cry and exclaimed to Mary, “God has blessed you above all women, and your child is blessed. Why am I so honored, that the mother of my Lord should visit me? When I heard your greeting, the baby in my womb jumped for joy. You are blessed because you believed that the Lord would do what he said.” k

So that’s the stage for Mary’s response. She praised you, acknowledging her joy, love, and probably relief. Then she says everything she believes about you. You are loving. You are just. You are holy. You are mighty. You will love the Israelites and provide for them. Her knowledge is imperfect. She would never imagine what your real plan was. But that’s okay. She didn’t have to. She just knew that you were moving and she was a part of it.

Father, I don’t pretend to play 1% the kind of role in your plan that Mary and Joseph played, but I know you’ve given me a life to live. I don’t know where it is going or how it all works out. I don’t know what tragedies might be awaiting me or those I love, but I believe that nothing happens outside of your view. So help me to do my part. I acknowledge that you are loving, just, holy, and might. You love me, even as a Gentile. You provide for me–if not in this life, in the one to come. Use me in whatever way accomplishes your goals and plans for the world.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 16, 2020 in Luke

 

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