Monday, December 26, 2016

First Sunday after Christmas - New Years Day

Always winter and never Christmas, how hard would that be? When we are stuck in the "winter" of our lives, when there is darkness all around, the light of Christ brings us hope.

Sermon
January 1, 2006
First Sunday after Christmas
The Rev. Valerie Ann Hart
St. Alban’s Episcopal Church, Brentwood

Imagine what it would be like to always be winter. Always winter, no spring, no summer, no autumn. Just winter all the time. Imagine what that would be like.
Now living in California that might not sound so bad, after all the hills are green in the winter, but if you grew up in the Midwest or east coast you know what a “real” winter can be like, with snow and sleet and ice and minus degree weather. But imagine even a California winter that never ended. Day after day after day of clouds and rain and grey sky. Think what it would be like if every day the sun came up late and set early. All the time having it get up in the dark and have the sun set before you get home from work. Always winter. All the time. No change. Always winter with no hope of spring.
This probably sounds familiar for those of you who have seen the movie Narnia or read the book it is based on, The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. For those of you who are not familiar with the story, let me give you a quick introduction.
In the story a family of children find themselves in a land called Narnia. When they arrive it is winter. Not a California winter, but a winter of cold and snow. They are told that in Narnia it is always winter and never Christmas.
Always winter and never Christmas! Can you imagine that! How horrible, especially for the children, and the child within each of us. Always winter but never Christmas! Somehow that resonates in each of us as something terrible.
But early in the narrative we are told, “Aslan is on the move.” Aslan is the true king of Narnia. He is described as the son of the Emperor Over the Sea. He is the spiritual foundation of Narnia. He is the Christ of that world. When the children hear that Aslan is on the move, even though they don’t yet know who he is, they feel a special thrill inside.
Once Aslan is on the move Christmas finally comes to Narnia. Christmas brings hope to the land. The trees begin to bloom, the ice melts, the sun comes out and the world warms. It is a time of joy. Light has come into a dark world. It brings hope to the beings of that world who have been enslaved by an evil witch.
But Christmas is not the end of the story; rather it represents the beginning of a journey and a struggle to overcome the forces of darkness. As the children travel this road and accept their part in the struggle they become stronger and discover who they really are.
We are in the season of Christmas. For most people Christmas day is an ending. It is the ending of a month of frantic activity. Presents are bought and wrapped. Cookies are baked. Houses are decorated. Cards are sent. Parties are attended. Carols are sung. People greet one another with “Merry Christmas” and talk about the spirit of the holidays. Finally the culmination of all this activity comes on December 25 with great celebrations. On December 26 the party is over. Everyone waits for Christmas next year.
But for us, for the church, Christmas day is just a beginning. For us the season of Christmas is the 12 days following Christmas, not the month before. Today we sing Christmas carols. Today we celebrate the incarnation of Christ. Today we assert that it is still Christmas, even though our neighbors have taken down their decorations this weekend. For us the season of Christmas lasts until Epiphany, January 6, 12 days after Christmas. That’s where the song The Twelve Days of Christmas comes from.
So, Christmas is a beginning just as it was a beginning for the beings of Narnia. It is a beckon of hope in a dreary world. It is a light in the darkness. It represents the beginning of the end of winter.
We have all known times in our lives that were filled with darkness, where it would seem that the darkness would overcome the light. We have known times that we could call the “winters” of our lives. Perhaps your life right now feels like you are caught in an endless winter. Our times of darkness may be due to illness, or grief, or broken relationships, or addiction, or job loss, or loneliness or just a feeling of darkness shrouding our days. Sometimes things can feel hopeless, as if this difficult time, this dark time, will go on forever.
Those are the times when we most need Christmas. Christmas is the hope for a world in darkness. Christmas is the hope for a person in darkness. In the Gospel today when Mary and Joseph bring Jesus to the temple Simeon comes to them and says:
Master, now you are dismissing your servant in peace,
  According to your word;
For my eyes have seen your salvation,
  Which you have prepared in the presence of all peoples,
A light for revelation to the Gentiles
  And for glory to your people Israel.
For Simeon the encounter with Christ, even the baby in his mother’s arms, is a source of hope. He can now rest at peace knowing that salvation has come into the world. For us, the encounter with Christ is the coming of Christmas. Christmas is a celebration of God making Godself know through Christ – Emmanuel  - God with us.
That is the gift of Christmas, that God is with us. Just as Narnia began the healing process when Aslan came, so our lives begin the healing, transforming process when Christ comes to us. Christ brings hope and the promise that He walks with us.
But, as I said before, Christmas is a beginning, not an end. Remember that for the children in Narnia Christmas was the beginning of a struggle.
If you have struggled with addiction you may know that moment when you reached bottom, when you realized that you couldn’t continue living the life you were leading. Such a moment is a gift of grace; it is the coming of Christmas; it is a coming of hope into a winter of hopelessness. It is also the beginning of a long and often difficult journey toward health. But looking back one realizes how much one has grown through that journey. One realizes how much there was to learn about oneself. One realizes that they are stronger now then they were before the journey began, just as it was for the children in Narnia who could become strong and mature only by facing the struggle at hand.
For me, Christmas came this past August. Most of you know that I was quite ill this summer. Although it was summer, it felt like a dark and long winter. But in August I was graced to be introduced to a doctor who knew how to correctly diagnose and treat my illness. That was the beginning of hope. That was the answer to prayer. That was Christmas to me. It was not an end but a new beginning. It took time and hard work to heal, but in the process I learned a great deal about myself and in many ways became even stronger than before the journey began.
Now some of you may struggle with chronic diseases. Where is the hope there? But Christmas can come into the winter of chronic disease as well. It is that time, or times, when the Christ spirit visits you. When you are touched by something that brings you hope. The hope is not necessarily  for physical healing, but a hope for spiritual healing. It brings a sense of peace, regardless of one’s circumstances, just like it brought peace to Simeon, an old man approaching death who is given hope by his encounter with the baby Jesus.
Are you ready to step out of your personal winter? Are you ready to begin an adventure that leads to spring and new life? It won’t be easy. There will be inner battles to fight, there will be difficulties to overcome, but there is also the opportunity to discover who you really are and to become wiser and stronger than you ever imagined. Are you ready? Do you want to start anew? Do you want the hope and joy that is possible? Are you ready to step out into the unknown and leave the endless darkness of winter behind?
Christmas comes into our lives when we open our hearts to receive Christ. It is that moment, or moments, when we think there is no room in us, when we believe that our hearts have grown cold, yet a little sliver of light sneaks in. We may be talking with someone and we feel cared about and things do not look quite so dark. It may be when we have reached a state of utter darkness and we cry out for help because realize that we have totally failed on our own, and a peace steals its way into our hearts. It may be when someone speaks to you of God, of hope, of new life. It may be when you see a sunrise and suddenly feel hope again. It may be when you are graced to find the right doctor to help you.
Like the sunrise that gradually brings light into the world, like the melting snow that reveals the plants ready to sprout, like the candle lit in a dark room, like the gentle movement of love in our hearts, Christmas changes everything.
In our culture we see today, the first of January as the beginning of a new year. We make resolutions and plans for the coming year to be different. But we cannot make things different on our own. There is nothing different about today than yesterday except a number on a calendar.
No, the time of change, the time of hope, is not the New Year, but Christmas. It is the grace of Christmas, of Christ’s presence with us, and within us, that brings the hope that things will be different, that we are starting anew, that it will not always be winter.
May this New Year be one in which you carry Christmas in your heart all year long. May it be a time where the light of Christ fills you and gives you peace.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.



Monday, December 19, 2016

Christmas - The Best of Times, the Worst of Times

Christmas can be the best of times and the worst of times. Here is a sermon I on Christmas back in 1996.

Christmas sermon
Given on Christmas 1996
At St. Alban’s Episcopal Church
By Rev. Valerie Ann Hart

We all are familiar this time of year with Charles Dickens’ classic story “A Christmas Carol.” But there is another story that he wrote, “A Tale of Two Cities” which begins with the memorable line. “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”
            “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Sometimes that statement describes the Christmas season. It is the best of times because of all the joy we see in the faces of those we love, especially in the children. It is the best of times when families come together to enjoy each other, and old friends reach out to be in contact again. It is the best of times as we sing and talk of peace on earth, of love and of hope. But it is the worst of times if you are at a difficult time in your life. It is the worst of times if you are in grief over the death of a loved one. The holidays just seem to magnify the lose. It is the worst of times if you are alone, unable to be with family, when everyone else seems to be surrounded by love. It is the worst of times if you are struggling with addiction in yourself or someone you love. All the parties, all the celebrations, all the happy news, just puts a spotlight on your own pain. It is the worst of times if you are depressed, because at this time of year you are ‘supposed’ to be happy.
            The Christmas season, it is the best of times it is the worst of times.
            For Mary and Joseph, it certainly was the best of times and the worst of times. It was the best of times because they were about to give birth to their first child. What a wonderful and joyous event. But it was the worst of times - that long difficult journey with Mary nine months pregnant, the frustration of having nowhere to stay, the loneliness of giving birth without her mother and friends to help, the humiliation of spending the night in a stable. Surely Mary and Joseph must have felt it was the worst of times, yet all that was overshadowed by the birth of a son, and it became the best of times.
            It was the worst of times for the shepherds. The days were short and the nights were long and cold. Being a shepherd was a low status job, it was hard often lonely work. That long night must have felt like the worst of times, until the angels appeared and everything was transformed.
            It was the worst of times for the people of Israel. They were under the fierce rule of Rome, they had no freedom, they were over taxed, and Herod, their own ruler, was vicious and heartless. Things were dark in Israel - it was the worst of times.
            There had been other bad times for the Israelites. During the time that Isaiah wrote the first reading today, Israel was being attacked by several enemies and was ruled by a weak king who reached out to Assyria, a conquering empire, for help that would turn into destruction. Life was hard in Israel then, there seemed no hope, and their king was certainly not up to the needs of the time. In this ‘worst of times’ Isaiah wrote of hope. Hope that the people who walked in darkness would see a great light. Hope that in this time of suffering there would be joy. Hope that God would send a great leader to reestablish God’s reign through David.
Out of this ‘worst of times’ would come the ‘best of times.’
            Isaiah’s message of hope, of people in darkness seeing great light, is as relevant to us today as it was 27 hundred years ago. When it is the worst of times, when darkness seems to overtake us, when darkness seems to overshadow us, that is often when we are most receptive to the light, to the message of hope, that is Christmas. Christ, the best of gifts, was born at night, in a stable, in the worst of situations. The good new was proclaimed first to shepherds, the least of those, the ones most in need of hearing the good news.
            Christmas is always associated with light, with the star in Bethlehem, with Christ being the light of the world. Who is it that needs light? Why it is those who are in darkness.
            When it is the worst of times it is the time we most need to remember the best of times. To remember Christ’s birth.
            But what is this light, this hope that is born into the world on Christmas? It is the assurance that God cares. John’s gospel expresses it most clearly ‘For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life.’ That is the Christmas message. God so loved the world. God so loved the world that God chose to be born as a child on earth. God so loved the world, that God became one of us, walked with us, suffered with us, sacrificed for us.
            What greater light could there be to dispel our darkness but the knowledge that God loves us so much that God gave us the greatest of all gifts. In the darkness, in the stable, humbly, God gave of God’s very self to us. In the worst of times God gave the best of gifts - total, passionate, unconditional love.
            All we are asked, is to receive this gift of love - to stop long enough in the busyness of our lives to receive the gift of God’s love. To let God love us. Sometimes we experience God’s love as a bright sun, filling us with light and love and joy. Sometimes it is but a glimmer in the darkness, a spark of hope in the hopelessness. For God so loved the world that a child was born.
            That is the Christmas miracle - light in the darkness. The light of love in the darkness of our hearts. The hope, the promise that we are loved. The hope, the promise that after all, even in our darkest times, especially in our darkest times, we are loved by God. Even in the worst of times, when we feel unloved and unlovable, we are passionately loved by God.
            The angel said, ‘Do not be afraid; for see-- I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people.’ The good news is that God loves us, each of us, at both the best of times and the worst of times. ‘For good so loved the world that he gave his only son,’ born in stable, a great light for people who walked in darkness.