Lectionary
readings: Galatians 4.4-7 and Luke 2.15-21
I
wonder what kind of gifts you received at Christmas—and whether you could tell
what they were from the way in which they were wrapped? Some gifts are easy to
wrap—books, for example—while others call for more creativity. Some gifts come
in gift bags, you might set aside to use again, to give a gift to someone else.
Some gifts come in boxes, which may have already been flattened and put out with
the recycling. One gift I ordered for Jo didn’t arrive until yesterday, and
didn’t get wrapped at all, other than the parcel it came in. But however it
comes, unless you are a small child or a cat the packaging is likely less
important than the content.
I
wonder, also, what the strangest gift you received was? My sister gave me a little
figure of Jesus, an-inch-and-a-half tall. If you submerge it in water, over
three days it will grow up to 600% its original size.
In
our readings this morning we are presented with five containers, each filled to
overflowing, by God, with his Son: namely: time, Mary’s womb, the law, our
hearts (these all recorded in our first reading, from Paul’s letter to the
Galatians) and a manger (recorded in our Gospel reading, which also mentions
Mary’s heart and womb).
Time,
Mary’s womb, the law, our hearts, and a manger. All things that once contained
Jesus; all things that could only contain him for so long before he filled them
to overflowing.
That
is the Christmas mystery, and the Christmas joy. That Jesus comes to fill our
lives—our given days and hours and minutes (time); our potential to be
life-giving to others (womb); our relationships with others (law); our desires
and our free will (heart); our homes and livelihoods (manger)—he comes to bring
fulfilment and fullness of life to all these aspects of our being. The infinite,
pouring into the finite, that we who are finite might be drawn into the very Life
and Love of God, and that the world might know that this gift is for them too,
for all who will receive it. Not just for Christmas, but forever.
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