PBAU Advent Devotional: Day 16
(Matthew 2:1, NRSV)
These words read like an “oh, by-the-way” observation intended to convey general information about when Jesus was born — which, on one level, of course it is. But what lies beneath these words? What was that King Herod time like?
Many scholars think that Jesus was born in 4 BC. (I’ll let you figure out how Jesus could have been born “Before Christ”!) When you look back at the writings of the main Jewish historian that documented that time — Josephus — you discover it was a time marked by violent political rebellion and religious turmoil, caused in large part by the murderous rule of King Herod himself. As a result, in a number of quarters of Israel, Jewish freedom fighters and “wannabe” messiahs revolted, using guerilla warfare tactics to attack Roman troops in their country. Josephus records how the Roman general Varus was called to quell one of these rebellions: Varus sent a part of his army into the country, to seek out those that had been the authors of the revolt; … he punished some of them that were most guilty … now the number of those that were crucified on this account were two thousand.” And that was just one such incident among many. Josephus goes on to say that there were 10,000 other such disorders in Judea.
Into this time of confusion, anger and discontent Jesus was born. And as Jesus grew up, so also did this anger and discontent grow and spread throughout Israel. Violence, anger, discontent: they surrounded Jesus.
Yet Jesus chose not to be defined by what was around him. He knew the real kingdom he was a part of was not from this world. It was a kingdom defined by a value system that ran directly counter to the kingdoms of this world. Because this vision of that kingdom was so real and compelling, he was not enticed by his culture’s message and its ways. Instead of preaching against it, he lived a life of peace in the midst of a violent world and called people into a way of life that embodied peace and peace-making with their flesh-and-blood brothers and sisters they lived next to. And he calls us to follow this way of peace today. “Let us then pursue what makes for peace” (Romans 14:19).
Professor of Ministry Leadership and Biblical Studies
PBAU Advent Devotional: Day 13
(Isaiah 11:1-2, NIV)
My husband doesn’t garden very often, but when he does, his tool of choice is a hacksaw.
We had been married about five years when I first experienced his gardening panache. A long-established wisteria vine graced our Cambridge England back door with its lush and fragrant purple flowers. Much to my husband’s displeasure, the flowers gracefully dangled a bit too low for his 6-foot-4-inch frame, and they grazed his head each time he went into the back garden to play with our boys. In his view, something needed to be done.
So early one Saturday, he announced his plans to prune the wisteria and headed outside. Thirty minutes later, he came in triumphant. When I happily went outside to witness his handiwork, I could hardly believe my eyes. What was left can only be described as complete desolation. The vine that was once adorned with hundreds of flowers was now pruned down to a nub.
In Isaiah 10:34, the prophet paints a grim picture of a forest thicket that had itself been reduced to next to nothing. What was once a thriving forest now lay barren, left only with jagged stumps.
We all know that regular pruning helps plants to thrive. We rid our trees and vines of dead, weak or thin wood in order to encourage new growth. It’s not a pretty process, but it is necessary to ensure growth and to produce high yields for years to come.
And that is exactly where Isaiah 11 picks up. Out of this barren and lifeless forest, hope springs forth from the stump of Jesse. With great anticipation, Isaiah points forward to our Savior, Jesus the Branch, the son of David, the King who was to come from Bethlehem (Micah 5:2).
This King will usher in a new ecology: one where justice, righteousness, faithfulness and peace reign supreme.
Now that’s the kind of “new growth” I desire in my life. So this Christmas season, what do you need to prune out of your life to ensure the life-giving hope of Jesus takes root?
Prayer of St Francis of Assisi:
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is discord, union.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
Director of Children and Families at North Stuart Baptist Church
Wife of Dr. Justin Hardin, Assistant Dean of School of Ministry
PBAU Advent Devotional: Day 12
The Christmas season is a time filled with joy, anticipation and giving. As families gather around tables to celebrate the coming of our Savior, they savor delightful meals and enjoy wonderful fellowship while creating new memories to treasure. However, Christmas can also be a time of insurmountable pain. Some will spend Christmas without their loved ones due to death or distance. Others will reminisce on a better Christmas past. Many will feel lonely and sad as they compare their tragic situations to what seems to be a season of happiness and joy.
As we look forward to the Advent of Christ, we are comforted by the very incarnation of Jesus, who emptied himself of all splendor and glory to take on our human predicament (Phil. 2:2-6).
John writes in his gospel, “And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth … . For from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace” (John 1:14, 16, ESV).
Since we worship a Savior who was born in our flesh and lived what we live, He eagerly sits around our table of laughter and joy and partakes with us in the wonderful moments of our lives. At the same time, we are comforted by a Savior who became flesh in order to suffer on our behalf and thus, is all the more present at the strike of every tear and the beating agony of every heart. As the Body of Christ, then, let us this Advent season be present at every table. Let us live incarnational lives that exemplify a Savior who came down and walked among us so that we might one day rise and walk with Him.
Admissions Counselor, M.Div. Student
PBAU Advent Devotional: Day 11
(John 1:5, NLT)
Chapel Worship Coordinator
PBAU Advent Devotional: Day 10
(ZECHARIAH’S SONG FROM LUKE 1)
filled to overflowing,
and now to speak, to sing, to prophesy
the wonders of God coming and redeeming.
Filled with the Holy Spirit
what can it mean?
I cast doubt and make excuses
for why God only works within my means.
Filled with the Holy Spirit
how would it feel?
Like a warrior gone to battle
or an athlete receiving a medal
or a bird lifted in flight
or grain crushed under the millstone’s might?
Seeing an angel, receiving good news,
but no news is good news
when you’re caught in uncertainty,
when you’re asking for a sign
when you do not believe,
when the best you hope for are ancient prophecies,
promises unfulfilled, salvation unreceived.
But lift up my eyes, loosen my tongue,
Praise be to the Lord, for he has come.
The dawning of hope, the anointed one
God’s tender mercy, the rising sun.
The horn of salvation blasts into oppression
The rod of redemption rebukes occupation
The light of forgiveness shines on our sins
Dispersing the shadows of darkness within
Our ignorant minds
Our guilt-ridden hearts
Our deathly silence
Our hesitant feet.
When we were not worthy, undeserved and stained,
hopelessly grasping at hope in our name;
when enemies besieged and darkness encamped,
when hate held the fuel for our flickering lamp
Your love broke the bonds
Your righteousness loosed
The chains of our enemies
And death’s common noose.
to serve without fear on a path made smooth.
Our fathers, remember, our mothers, recall,
our children, rescue from this suffering world.
I will give you this land,
I will save your children from the enemy’s hand.”
You promised so long, long we waited for You
to uphold your oath and our misery undo.
Now lift up my eyes, loosen my tongue,
Praise be to the Lord, for he has come.
The dawning of hope, the anointed one
God’s tender mercy, the rising sun.
In a world of war, guide our feet to peace
where “fears are stilled,” and “strivings cease.”
Not an easy balance of silence and distance,
or a polite respect of handshakes and kisses,
but a wholesale renewal that we cannot imagine
a fullness established by your coming kingdom.
In a world of doubt, put our faith in you
the solid rock
the unshakeable foundation
the certainty of victory
the promised Messiah
the Son of God.
In a world so dull, may your glory reveal
the beauty in simply living with you.
Relationship, covenant, faithfulness,
life to the full in the knowledge of salvation.
In a world of cynicism, let hope arise
not in politics, religion, people, or institutions
not in celebrity, potential, degrees, or relations;
but in the sureness and certainty
of your kingdom come,
of our place in your service never undone,
of a day drawing near, when you wipe away tears,
when you restore the land, and eradicate fear,
when holiness and righteousness become the norm
when these bodies take on a heavenly form.
No more shadow of death, disability, or disease;
only worship and praise and the reign of peace.
So lift up our eyes, loosen our tongues,
Praise be to the Lord, for he has come.
The dawning of hope, the anointed one
God’s tender mercy, the rising sun.
Coordinator of the School of Ministry Accelerated Ministry Preparation Program
PBAU Advent Devotional: Day 9
It’s that time of year again: Time to plan the decorations (perhaps this year we will find an extra cute ornament from Anthropologie), time to get the tree, time to write the cards (losing sleep over who gets one and who doesn’t). Then there is the Christmas menu, catering for all the needs of the family (the gluten-free, the dairy-free and the new college girlfriend who is an overly zealous vegan). Then comes the seating that requires as much political maneuvering and diplomatic tact as a UN General Council meeting. All accommodated for and sought out with festive cheer and hospitality. All of this planning, effort, stress and financial expenditure come and go in a flash and the 26th comes around and we are left feeling exhausted, heavy hearted about that awkward conversation with a triggering relative, left drawing a blank on something new to do with all that turkey or ham and ultimately asking what was that all about? What did we just celebrate?
There is only so much that tinsel and show-stopping desserts can cover up. That meticulously planned seating arrangement can only create a cease fire when all we long for is peace. The money and the pressure we put on ourselves to create a perfect Christmas experience just misses the point completely and misdirects us. It creates a pressure to perform, and the whole narrative around Christmas we have as a nation is a perfect fantasy that no family can live up to. All this just distracts us from what the incarnation teaches us: Jesus, the perfect man, fully God, came into an imperfect world to redeem it and redeem us. Broken people being made new, fractured families being healed, old hurts being brought to light and outcasts having a place at the table. This year let’s try and fail to live out the perfect fantasy. Let us remember that Advent and Christmas day are opportunities to be present with the ones we love, opportunities to be present with ourselves and an opportunity to wrestle with what it means to be imperfect but being made new, in an imperfect world that is being restored.
M.Div. Candidate
Director of Outreach & Soul Care at Memorial Presbyterian Church