
Abba,
How do you make that which is familiar, novel again?
How do you make that which is common, unique once more?
How do you treasure anew that which has lost its luster?
How do you regain a sense of majesty and wonder, innocence and awe for that which we have permitted to become ordinary?
Why is this our tendency and flaw?
Why is this our burden to bear?
Why are we so prone to marginalization?
To the trap of familiarity?
Why do we so easily downgrade the divine?
Of course, these are rhetorical.
The answer is obvious
The condition of humanity plain
OUR condition is clear
We are sinful
Fallen
Broken.
Sin strips the shine from the divine
Sin dulls the luster of majesty
Sin diverts Glory’s rays to attract lesser things
Sin takes the supreme, the ultimate, the transcendent
Making it plain, familiar, common, ordinary…
And it becomes lost to our sight.
What a tragedy!
What a loss!
And yet, hope is not all lost
The divine, the majesty, the glory is not lost forever
That which sin has minimized
That which we take for granted
That which we have forgotten, forsaken, and ignored
Has never lost is luster or glory shine!
Where we have failed, You succeed, Abba.
You don’t let us forget. You awaken your people.
Though we may slumber for a time,
You will always draw your own back to divine wonder at your presence!
You know our propensity for forgetfulness; for depreciation of the divine.
There is great danger in this familiarity that results in this devastating depreciation.
That which is familiar is not valued.
That which is common is not treasured.
Christmas, this celebration of your birth, Jesus, has been familiar, common, for too long.
How has it come to mean so little to us?
How has the miraculous become plain?
When did the gospel, the very reason for this miraculous birth, lose its magnificent shine in our hearts?
When did our preferences press out the gospel?
When did consumerism replace salvation?
When did covetousness and greed press out reconciliation?
When did traditions overwrite remembrance?
When did lights and glitz hide the simplicity of a manger?
When did our comfort distort the salvation message?
When did our temporal safety take primary concern over eternal deliverance from a just God’s wrath?
When did our personal agenda’s corrupt the pure purpose of Your great love story?
Abba, I can’t shake the profound sense of gospel neglectfulness we have fallen into
I can’t shake the sense of gospel depreciation that has gripped your church.
Too often do I sense it in my own life.
Too often is it clear in your church
Glaringly obvious is it in the world at large
How easily the mission of gospel has been marginalized
How quickly has it been sidelined.
How readily has the work of our ambassadorship been replaced.
Abba, I am acutely aware of the complexities of this life and the legitimacy of proceeding with wisdom and discernment in the face of real threats.
But when did temporal concerns override those of eternal?
When did fleshly concerns come to mean more than spiritual?
And how do we get it back?
The mandate of the gospel has not changed
How do we reach a world being forced into isolation?
How are we embracing the opportunities for the gospel in a time ripe with readiness?
Has our response revealed our readiness, our shoes shod with the readiness of the gospel of peace?
Or has our response revealed our sleepiness and indifference?
Christmas has not changed.
It’s meaning remains the same
The intent of our celebrations has always intended to be gospel focused.
It is we who have changed
We who have permitted a God rejecting world
To redefine what our sacred remembrance is about
And little by little, we have lost our way
And while we profess remembrance
So much of our “remembrance” is forced justification
To ease our guilty conscience
Over gospel forgetfulness
Over marginalizing of the divine
Over fleshly indulgence
Abba, return us to sacred remembrance
To undivided worship
To purposeful meditation
To humble thankfulness
Return our focus
To gospel centeredness
To passionate servanthood
To global proclamation
To universal church edification
To majestic glorification
To Divine Worship!
Abba, return our hearts
Rescue us from the ordinary
Clear the fog from our eyes
Burn off the dross of familiarity
Shine bright the majestic once more
Outshine the lesser lights
Make us tremble once more
In terror and awe of Your great glory
Revealed, displayed, and executed
Through the gospel narrative
Of a Savior come near
A Messiah standing in my place
Of reconciliation offered
Of the way made open….
Because….
Of a babe in a manger!