Do I have to come up with something memorable, novel, and cutting-edge for my last Christmas sermon before I retire?
The parallels between our pandemic-affected lives and the lives of the prophet Haggai’s contemporaries in post-exilic Jerusalem are unmistakable.
I must confess that I don’t often know with any semblance of clarity what God does and does not do. Earlier this summer a family member ran over our cat. The cat was asleep under the car. The person driving couldn’t have known the cat was there. The incident was traumatic for the entire family as well as, I am sure, for the cat. Here’s my question, “Why wouldn’t God wake a sleeping cat?”
My mother taught, tithed and tended the people and projects of her church throughout all her adult years. This article is for her and all the women like her.
Instead of proclaiming a message of “good news to all people” to a world that knows better, perhaps this Christmas we should stay with the truth of the second verse. One has come to show us the way to be reconciled to God and one another. To the extent that we do that, we shall know peace, joy and love. To the extent that we don’t, the darkness will continue.