Can't Wall God In



Sermon for Advent 7B (4B)

God will not be contained by our imaginations.  If there is ever a time when we need to be reminded of this truth, it is a day when the morning brings this last Sunday of Advent and the night brings the celebration of Christmas.  Most of us come to worship on Christmas Eve with a set of expectations – that there will be candlelight (at least at the late service), that there will be the singing of favorite carols, that the children will retell the story of that first Christmas morning through a pageant of some sort, that we will be greeted by friends and strangers alike with joyous Merry Christmases!  And even that we will find – at least in our hearts – a manger made soft by the sweet smell of hay, sheep and oxen quietly baaing and mooing, Mary dressed in clean and simple blue. Shepherds fresh from their showers standing at the side of Joseph.  .  . You see, our expectations for Christmas are set.  Neat and tidy, crisp and clean.
But here’s what we all know – somewhere in the deep recesses of our minds – Christmas isn’t like that. At least the first Christmas wasn’t like that.  Childbirth is painful and somewhat messy on a good day with modern medical facilities.  Childbirth in a shed is cold and frightening and really messy.  Animals do not quietly baa and moo – especially when strangers are near.  Shepherds who have been out in the fields for weeks on end do not suddenly arrive clean.  It just wasn’t like that.  And God will not be contained by the mental images we create.
King David and the prophet Nathan heard that message centuries before the birth of Christ.  King David, realizing that he is living in grand style suddenly recognizes the irony of his magnificent dwelling place while his Lord, is living in a tent. For the ark of God had been carried from place to place as the Hebrew people traveled. Once the Hebrew people became the nation Israel and became a settled people, they had not “upgraded” God’s house. And King David feels motivated – perhaps by guilt – to build a proper house for God. But God visits the prophet in the night and tells him to tell David, “Who are you to build ME a house? Have I not been the one to build YOUR house? I took you from the pasture, from following the sheep to be prince over my people Israel . . . and then I made for you a house. Your house and your kingdom shall be made sure forever before me; your throne shall be established forever.”[1] In short, God tells Nathan to tell David that God will not be contained.
So this message, received by the Prophet Nathan and King David was heard.  But, of course, it was not heeded.  Although David does not build God a house, his son Solomon, when he becomes King, builds a glorious temple for God. And so it has been through the centuries as generation after generation has sought to contain God.
In the years leading to Jesus’ birth, the Israelites, under Roman occupation, imagined a Savior who will be mighty in battle, a warrior who will lead them in conquering Rome and so, when Jesus comes, they are ill-prepared for the kind of Savior he is.  He is not the one they were expecting.  And so we have been waiting and preparing expectantly throughout this season of Advent. . . . but, in our waiting, I wonder if we have preconceived notions of what it is that is breaking into our world tonight.  And I wonder if we can open our hearts and minds to the possibility that what we receive tonight may not be what we were looking for, may not be what we imagined because God will not be contained.   And I wonder, with our hearts and minds opened if we might instead receive exactly what we need – a Savior who will have mercy on those who fear him in every generation; the branch of Jesse who will show the strength of his arm and scatter the proud in their conceit; Emmanuel, God with us, who will cast down the mighty from their thrones and lift up the lowly; Adonai, the Lord, who will fill the hungry with good things and send the rich away empty; the Key of David who will come to the help of his servant Israel, remembering his promise of mercy. 
I pray that each of us - that this community, this nation, this world, may find exactly what we need tonight.  But for now, let us continue to wait, expectantly for what is to be.


[1] 2 Samuel 7:5b, 8b, 15b-16 (combination of my paraphrase and NRSV).

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