Well, here
we are. The 18th of December. One week until Christmas. The Advent
Express train has been gathering a head of steam, racing toward Christmas Eve
and our annual celebration of the Birth.
This has
been an unsettling Advent for me, the first time in 12 years I was not actively
planning the season as a local church pastor. And I have a confession to make
(lay folks, change the channel now. Your pastor might not want you to read this
next part).
I miss it.
I miss the hustle and bustle, I miss the balancing of what Christmas has become
in the secular world with what it means to us as a congregation, I miss the
controversy over whether it’s OK to pull out our Pilgrim Hymnals so that our
generally inclusive congregation can sing the old beloved carols unreformed by
gender neutrality, I miss the sometimes snarky discourse over the color of the
Advent candles, and…
Whoa. Just
had one of those moments. I can’t get this vision out of my head of Flora &
Merryweather from Sleeping Beauty standing over an Advent Wreath with their
magic wands, “Make it pink!” “Make it blue!”
Whew. Still
with me? Here’s the part that you may find surprising. In spite of all the
things that conspire to make it hard, I love Advent. And I suspect most pastors
do too. And in addition to all the obvious answers to why, here’s my #1 reason.
On Christmas Eve, you have a chance to be with and love people who only enter your sanctuary once a year. It’s your congregation’s opportunity to take marginally attached folk and help them find a spiritual home. It’s a night when you put your best foot forward, not just for yourselves, but for the stranger among you. It’s when you can make the case that your congregation, your United Church of Christ congregation, is a sort of hospital
for the religiously wounded, where no matter who they are or where they are on life’s journey, that they are welcome. A place where the spiritual but not religious could find a home. Where the questioner and doubter would be welcomed. Think of your church as the stable. The best accommodations? Perhaps not. But the stable is the one that welcomes the stranger, the disenfranchised, the downtrodden, the vulnerable.
So, as you
finish planning for Christmas Eve, keep these people in mind. Be sure your
worship is welcoming, hospitable, that you print the words to every prayer in
your bulletin, that you avoid ‘church-speak’ whenever possible, that you
present love and acceptance as your chief witness. In Randolph Center we served
communion on Christmas Eve. Perhaps that seems out of place to you. But we
thought of those who only come on Christmas Eve, or are there for the first
time in years, or never before, and we wanted to welcome them to the birth and
the table. Jesus’ table.
Blessings
to you and yours this Christmas season. God has great things planned for us. I
can’t wait.
Peace,
Jim