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Now the Work of Christmas Begins

31 Tuesday Dec 2024

Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Blessings, Justice, Poems, Reflections

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Frosted blue spruce tree.

A few weeks ago, I had the privilege of traveling back to Santa Barbara and presenting some reflections on Christmas to an ecumenical Christian group. The title of my presentation was:

The Word Becomes Flesh: Christmas as a Holy Invitation to Incarnational Living

     It’s always good to begin with a story, so here’s one that’s been around:

     Excited about Christmas, a little boy was finishing a letter to Santa with a list of the Christmas presents he badly wanted. And then, just to make sure he had covered all of his bases, he decided to send his Christmas wish list to Jesus as well. The letter to Jesus began, “Dear Jesus, I just want you to know that I’ve been good for six months now.” Then it occurred to him that Jesus knew this wasn’t true.

     After a moment’s reflection, he crossed out “six months” and wrote “three months.” He thought some more, then crossed out “months” and replaced it with “weeks.” “I’ve been good for three weeks,” his letter now read. Realizing Jesus knew better than this, he put down his paper, went over to the Nativity set sitting on a table in his home, and picked up the figure of Mary. He then took out a clean piece of paper and began to write another letter: “Dear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother again …”[i]

     The Word Becomes Flesh: Christmas as a Holy Invitation to Incarnational Living

     I titled my presentation before I really knew what I would say – I only knew that I wanted to reflect on what Christmas means to me. I’ve always thought of Christmas as an invitation – an invitation to more fully understand God’s deepest dreams for our lives and our world, that we might become more fully human and reflect the divine image within us, embracing just how unconditionally loved and accepted we are. Jesus is the exemplar of what it means to live a vibrant human life deeply connected to the Source of Life … the Divine Center! 

     Christmas is a season of special significance for those of us who follow the Christ of the Gospel. It is a season that brings to fulfillment the promises God made to humankind from the very beginning – that God comes near to us when our hearts are open and attuned to the Divine Presence. In the fullness of time, Jesus came near to us in human flesh and lived among us as the very revelation of God’s love, grace and peace. This Jesus of history becomes for those of us who believe the Christ of faith. 

     In Matthew’s account of Jesus’ birth, he quotes the prophet Isaiah, saying, “Look, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall call him Emmanuel,” which means, “God is with us.” (Matt. 1:23) We use the word Incarnation to describe what we believe God has done – in God’s child Jesus the divine Word “becomes flesh.” It’s like having all the promises of scripture revealed in the clearest possible fashion as God is enfleshed in the Human One, Jesus of Nazareth.

     How this happens remains a mystery, and I won’t try to further explain it. Rather I want to spend the next 20 minutes talking about why God would come to us in Jesus and what this incredible gift of Divine Life among us might mean for the ways we choose to live in this world!

     As we approach Christmas, I encourage you to see this season as a holy invitation to incarnational living! As you contemplate the mystery of Emmanuel, “God with us,” in the days ahead, I hope you will begin to more fully celebrate all the ways you already believe that to be true – where you notice the nudges of the Holy in your life, where you experience God moments, where you glimpse the Sacred amid the ordinary moments of life, and where Grace becomes especially real and transparent to you as you move through each day. 

     Those of you who know me, know that I include poetry in just about anything I do, since the language of poetry is especially suited to convey mystery.

     So, because we are in the season of Advent, we begin with a portion of a poem by Ann Weems, called “In Search of Our Kneeling Places”

In each heart lies a Bethlehem,
    an inn where we must ultimately answer
         whether there is room or not.
When we are Bethlehem-bound
    we experience our own advent in his. …
This Advent let’s go to Bethlehem
    and see this thing that the Lord has made known to us.
In the midst of shopping sprees
    let’s ponder in our hearts the Gift of Gifts. …
In the excitement and confusion, in the merry chaos,
    let’s listen for the brush of angels’ wings.
This Advent, let’s go to Bethlehem
    and find our kneeling place.[ii]

     We only begin to appreciate the Incarnation when we approach it from a place of awe as we kneel in wonder, prayer, and praise!

     The life of a Christian is by definition a life that seeks to follow the Christ, and this act of following begins in adoration. So we need to find our kneeling place each morning as we set out on the journey of faith.

     If the birth of the Christ child prompts within us a holy invitation to take up lives that incarnate the love of God, it’s wise to take some time to reflect more fully on how this kind of incarnational living is embodied or comes alive in us. 

I want to suggest three possible ways of living incarnationally. They are, of course, not the only ways, just a start!

  1. Incarnational living means recognizing the Divine Presence in all of creation, including you and me.

     Richard Rohr – Franciscan priest, author, and teacher – whose work is grounded in practices of contemplation and compassion for the marginalized, writes that “the core message of the incarnation of God in Jesus is that the Divine Presence is here, in us and in all of creation, and not only ‘over there’ in some far-off realm.”[iii]

     In 2 Peter 1:4, we read that God “has given us something very great and wonderful … we are able to share the divine nature!” Or, as The Message paraphrases this verse: “We were … given absolutely terrific promises to pass on to you—your tickets to participation in the life of God…”

      So, the Divine Presence – the eternal Christ presence – is here in this place, in each one of us, and in all creation. There is a Life at the heart of all life that is holy. There is an essential interrelatedness in all that lives within God’s good creation. We are able to link our lives with the Divine Life. This is an amazing truth to contemplate, because it means that wherever we go the Divine Presence – the eternal Christ presence – is already there, and whatever we do we are potentially participating in the life of God.

      I like how one modern-day teacher of Celtic wisdom, John Philip Newell, calls us to practice sacred imagination in our day. He believes that for the sake of our world we need “to truly wake up to the sacredness of the earth and every human being and do what we can to serve this sacredness in one another and the creatures” of this earth. He says we need “a consciousness of soul” to wake up to the sacred interrelationship of all things, “a strength of soul” to commit to live in accordance with this interrelationship, and “a beauty of soul” to be willing to serve this oneness with love, even at the cost of sacrifice.[iv]

      So, in saying that incarnational living has to do with recognizing the Divine Presence in all of creation, we are saying that the gift of Christmas is that it invites us to expand our narrow vision of who and where God is. Jesus comes to help us see with compassionate eyes the whole world – a creation deeply and eternally loved by God! Christ is present among us to help us see how our lives are lovingly interconnected with all life on this swirling planet we call home!

II. Incarnational living means exercising your capacity for blessing.

         You are an instrument of blessing from the very heart of God, for blessing is God’s incarnate love unleashed on the world. Think of Jesus blessing the disciples and commissioning them to go out and bless all they meet, even those who mean them harm (Luke 6:27-31). “Do to others as you would have them do to you,” Jesus commands. “Love your neighbor as yourself.”

          Blessing is a commitment to truly seeing others. Has anyone ever said to you that they feel seen by you? Seeing someone as the unique person they are is an essential first step in blessing them. 

          Blessing literally means “to speak well of someone,”[v] and Jesus instructs us to do so whether that person is a friend, a stranger, or an enemy. Blessing is a way of communicating the amazing grace of God who pours out grace upon grace in our lives! “Life itself is grace,” Frederick Buechner likes to say. It is a “fathomless mystery.”[vi] So we need to listen with care to our own lives and to the lives of others as well.

          “Listening is a form of worship,” says poet James Crew, “but you don’t have to kneel / on the floor with folded hands / or mouth the perfect prayer. / Just open the door of yourself / to another, become the space / they step through to show you / who they are. This is holiness: / two people seated together / on the pew of a park bench, / at the altar of a kitchen table. / Even if no one says a word / for a while, receive the silence / until it’s like a language / only the two of you can speak.”[vii]

          Blessing is our gift to the world. We bless others by seeing them, by listening to their lives with them, and by giving away some of our own life so that they can experience more life.

          Ronald Rolheiser compares the act of blessing to “a blessing grandmother or a blessing grandfather, not suffering but joyful, smiling and beaming with pride at the life and energy of the young, basking in that energy and radiating from every pore of his or her being the words of the Creator: ‘It is good! Indeed, it is very good! In you I take delight!’”[viii]

          Still, blessing takes different forms at different times. When someone is grieving a deep loss in life, blessing needs to be filled with compassion. When my wife Dallis died four years ago, the book of blessings for times of grief written by Jan Richardson consoled me. Here’s one of her blessings, written following the death of her husband Gary, that may help you understand better the gift of blessing you have to offer someone as they wade through the troubled waters of grief. 

    The Blessing You Should Not Tell Me[ix]

    Do not tell me 
    there will be a blessing
    in the breaking,
    that it will ever
    be a grace
    to wake into this life
    so altered,
    this world
    so without.

    Do not tell me
    of the blessing
    that will come
    in the absence.

    Do not tell me
    that what does not
    kill me
    will make me strong
    or that God will not 
    send me more than I
    can bear.

    Do not tell me
    this will make me
    more compassionate,
    more loving,
    more holy.

    Do not tell me
    this will make me
    more grateful for what
    I had.

    Do not tell me
    I was lucky.

    Do not even tell me
    there will be a blessing.

    Give me instead
    the blessing
    of breathing with me.

    Give me instead
    the blessing
    of sitting with me
    when you cannot think
    of what to say.

    Give me instead
    the blessing
    of asking about him—
    how we met
    or what I loved most
    about the life
    we have shared;
    ask for a story 
    or tell me one
    because a story is, finally,
    the only place on earth
    he lives now.

    If you could know
    what grace lives
    in such a blessing,
    you would never cease
    to offer it.

    If you could glimpse
    the solace and sweetness
    that abide there,
    you would never wonder
    if there was a blessing
    you could give
    that would be better
    than this – 
    the blessing of 
    your own heart
    opened
    and beating
    with mine.

          No one escapes loss or grief in this life – it’s part of the human condition. Jesus knows the suffering of the human heart and he chooses to heal, to forgive, to love and to bless everyone he meets. In Jesus – “Emmanuel, God with us” – we see the compassionate heart of God for the world.

          Shortly after I retired and moved to Ashland, I joined the spiritual care team at a local residential Hospice house. In our training, we learned that our role as volunteers was to be present, to be kind, and to be honest.Notice the phrasing “to be” rather than “to do.” In the company of those experiencing deep losses, it was important for us to understand our role as those who accompany another on life’s journey through death. These guidelines also seem to me to be a good philosophy for living in relationship with others in the spirit of Christ. 

          As we read the gospels, so often these are the ways that Jesus meets whoever is before him. He is presentwith them. He sees them exactly as they are, but through eyes of compassion. He is kind. He illumines the loving-kindness of God. And he is honest. He tells the truth without recrimination and only so that the one before him can recognize it and decide what they will do with it.

          We who follow Christ have the capacity to bless others as well with our presence, our kindness, and our honesty. We can look upon the world with eyes of compassion for we know we have been recipients of such generous love ourselves. We can see others through the lens of grace for it is only grace that has saved us. 

          Incarnational living means breathing in the life of God and breathing out blessing for all that God has created and loved.

    III. Incarnational living means doing the work of Christmas every day.

          Christian preacher and teacher Tony Campolo once said, “Jesus never says to the poor: ‘come find the church’, but he says to those of us in the church: ‘go into the world and find the poor, hungry, homeless, imprisoned.”

          Christmas is an invitation to follow Jesus into the world and embody the same kind of compassionate presence that he did. It’s an invitation to befriend the lonely, heal the broken, bless the one wounded by life. Incarnational living means picking up the mantle of Jesus’ ministry and letting it live through you. It is to “let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus,” as we read in Philippians 2:5, and emptying yourself in order to serve those around you. 

         To mark the day when the Christmas season comes to an end on the feast of Epiphany, Howard Thurman, an African-American theologian, educator, and civil rights leader, wrote this benediction.

    Now the Work of Christmas Begins[x]

    When the song of the angels is stilled,
    when the star in the sky is gone,
    when the kings and princes are home,
    when the shepherds are back with their flocks,
    the work of Christmas begins:
    to find the lost,
    to heal the broken,
    to feed the hungry,
    to release the prisoner,
    to rebuild the nations,
    to bring peace among the people,
    to make music in the heart.

         “Jesus came to incarnate God’s presence and love to humanity. But before he left this earth, he called us to do the same in his name. Jesus’ followers are intended to put flesh on the invisible God, to incarnate God for the world. We know what this looks like because we see incarnation in Jesus as we read the Gospels. (The apostle) Paul … (calls) the church … ‘the body of Christ.’ We are the ongoing incarnation.”[xi]

          We who seek to incarnate the unconditional love of God for the world can choose to live as justice-seeking, love-creating, truth-telling, hope-birthing people![xii] Or as biblical theologian Walter Brueggemann states it: “Like the ancient prophets, we are dispatched back to the good work entrusted to us. It is the work of peace-making. It is the work of truth-telling. It is the work of justice-doing. It is good work, but it requires our resolve to stay it, even in the face of forces to the contrary that are sure to prevail for a season.”[xiii]

          Christmas is a holy invitation to:

    1. recognize the Divine Presence in all of creation,
    2. exercise your God-given capacity for blessing others, and 
    3. continue the good work of Christmas every day.

          May we, by the grace of God, more fully embrace incarnational living this Christmas so that our lives are a blessing to others and to the world, showing forth the light and love of Christ!

    Mark Lloyd Richardson


    [i] Adam Hamilton, Incarnation: Rediscovering the Significance of Christmas (Nashville: Abingdon Press, 2020), pp. 46-7.

    [ii] Ann Weems, Kneeling in Bethlehem (Philadelphia, The Westminster Press, 1980), p. 19.

    [iii] Richard Rohr, The Universal Christ, p. 29. St. Athanasius (296-373) says that God reveals God’s Self everywhere in creation, “so that nothing was left devoid of his Divinity … so that ‘the whole universe was filled with the knowledge of the Lord as the waters fill the sea.’’” (Athanasius, De Incarnatione Verbi 45).

    [iv] John Philip Newell, Sacred Earth Sacred Soul (New York: HarperCollins Publishers, 2021), p. 143.

    [v] The English term “to bless” comes from Latin benedicere, literally “to speak well of” (as in bene – meaning well or good, and dicere – meaning to speak). Thus, at its root, to bless someone is to speak well of him or her.

    [vi] Frederick Buechner, Listening to your Life: Daily Meditations with Frederick Buechner.

    [vii] James Crew, poem “How to Listen,” San Luis Obispo County Arts Council email. 

    [viii] Ronald Rolheiser, Sacred Fire: A Vision for a Deeper Human and Christian Maturity (New York: Image, 2014), p. 242.

    [ix] Jan Richardson, The Cure for Sorrows: A Book of Blessings for Times of Grief (Orlando, FL: Wanton Gospeller Press, 2016), pp. 53-4.

    [x] The poem “The Work of Christmas” is from Howard Thurman’s The Mood of Christmas and Other Celebrations and is used by permission of Friends United Press. All rights reserved.

    [xi] Adam Hamilton, Incarnation, p. 112.

    [xii] From an Academy for Spiritual Formation email.

    [xiii] Walter Brueggemann, quoted on Progressive Christians.

    The Buoyancy of Prayerful Action

    12 Monday Dec 2016

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Reflections

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    Bethlehem, Birth Narrative, Birth of Jesus, Christmas, Do not fear, Emmanuel, God with us, Gospel of Luke, Gospel of Matthew, grace, Jesus, Joseph, Mary, Nazareth of Galilee, The Holy Family, truth

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    Camille, David, and Azael as Mary, Joseph, and the baby Jesus, in the Children’s Christmas Pageant at First UMC Santa Barbara, December 2016 (Photo credit: Dallis Day Richardson)

    An angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said,
    “Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife,
    for the child conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit.
    She will bear a son, and you are to name him Jesus,
    for he will save his people from their sins.” ~ Matthew 1:20-21

    In the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent by God
    to a town in Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin
    engaged to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David.
    The virgin’s name was Mary. And he came to her and said,
    “Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you.” … “Do not be afraid,
    Mary, for you have found favor with God.” ~ Luke 1:26-28, 30

    Fear must be released if we are to take the journey to Bethlehem.
    Fear obstructs the dream of God for a world healed of divisions.
    Fear confines us in boxes of propriety and principle.
    Fear prevents us from daring to live fully for God.
    Fear holds us back.

    Joseph,
    had he listened to his inner voice of moral rectitude,
    rather than listening to the Spirit stir in his faith-filled dreaming,
    might have chosen the lesser path,
    the outwardly respectable path,
    the easier, more bearable path.

    Mary,
    had she listened to her inner voice of level-headed reason,
    rather than listening to the angel’s announcement of God’s favor,
    might have chosen the uncomplicated path,
    the less perplexing, more normal path,
    the expected path for a young woman of her day.

    Instead these two faithful servants,
    through the buoyancy of prayerful action,
    put aside their fears
    and embraced the possibility that God was doing something new!

    From their beautifully inspired trust in God’s goodness
    the holy child was born
    and God’s salvation story took on human flesh,
    so that we might see the fullness of grace and truth!

    This Christmas
    let us cast aside the fear of difference and change
    and embrace the self-giving love of Emmanuel –
    God who is with all of us the world over,
    whatever our nationality, race, religion or creed.

    God is with us!
    Do not be afraid!

    Words (c) 2016 Mark Lloyd Richardson

    Emmanuel

    13 Sunday Dec 2015

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Peace with justice, Poems, Prayers, Reflections

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    Christmas, compassion, creation care, Earth care, God with us, healing, hope, human suffering, justice, Mystery, mysticism, peace, wholeness

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    What was spoken through the prophet is fulfilled:
    Look! A virgin will become pregnant
    and give birth to a son,
    and they will call him, Emmanuel.
    (Emmanuel means “God with us.”)

     In bomb-shattered cities
    children unable to play freely in the streets

    In poverty-wracked slums
    families struggling to put food on the table

    In violence-plagued neighborhoods
    the young learning early that life is cheap

    On tear-soaked refugee trails
    people desperately looking for a way to freedom

    On vulnerable island shores
    communities fighting the futile battle against rising sea levels

    In the midst of everyday pain,
    in the grip of widespread suffering,
    the promised one comes and takes up residence among us.

    Emmanuel – God with us in our deepest need.

    There is no one left out of this divine scheme,
    no one whose accident of birth disqualifies them,
    no one whose skin color lessens their sacred worth,
    no one whose race or gender changes their standing before God,
    no one whose religion or lack thereof alters God’s affection for them.

    God’s concern is with the whole.
    God’s dream is that we all will one day see:
    What affects one affects all.
    Injustice anywhere is injustice everywhere.
    Suffering is never isolated or contained.
    We weep with those who weep,
    our tears mingling with the tears of divine compassion.

    God with us—
    the whole human race,
    the whole soul-stirring creation,
    the whole beguiling mystery of what it means to be alive.

    God with us—
    in our search for wholeness,
    in our poverty of spirit,
    in our labor for peace with justice,
    in our reaching out with hearts and hands to help,
    in our holding on tenaciously to hope.

    Words (c) 2015 Mark Lloyd Richardson
    Photo Credit: NASA Earth Observatory

     

    A Dog’s Last Will & Testament

    22 Sunday Dec 2013

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Dogs

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    canine companion, Christmas, healing, loss, Pomeranian, poodle mix, rescue dogs

    bailey 3A year ago, just a few days before Christmas, my wife Dallis and I walked into a dog rescue organization “just to look.” We walked through the kennels, and in one we saw four small dogs. Three of them were jumping and barking as you might expect. The fourth one sat there quietly in the chaos and looked at us with eyes that said, “Well, are you going to let me out, or what?” We asked to see him. Then we walked him on a leash, and he didn’t seem to have a clue about that. But he was trusting and he liked to be held. So we took him home on a “trial basis” — no papers signed, no promises, no nothing! Within half-an-hour our hearts were hooked.

    It had been almost a year since we lost our Pomeranian named Sadie, who died suddenly of congestive heart failure at the age of just eight years old. Our hearts were still a little tender. But Bailey entered our lives just before Christmas, much to our surprise, and helped in the healing process.

    I ran across the piece below written by an unknown author that helps me to remember that the grief of loss is soothed by finding another pet to love.

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    Bailey was initially found wandering the streets of our city. He was in bad shape. He was held at the county shelter right up to the day before his time on earth was scheduled to expire. But the strange and wonderful serendipity of him entering our lives is that we initially thought we were “rescuing” him, and it turns out that he “rescued” us. He came into our lives right at the right time, and he makes us laugh at least once a day!

    Here’s the piece titled, “A Dog’s Last Will and Testament,” author unknown. I imagine Sadie, who wasn’t all that crazy about other dogs, approving nonetheless of us finding another canine companion to share our home. Some of her toys and beds remain, and Bailey now enjoys them.

    Before humans die, they write their Last Will & Testament, and give their home and all they have to those they leave behind.

    If, with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I’d ask…

    To a poor and lonely stray I’d give:
    My happy home,
    My bowl,
    My cozy bed,
    My soft pillows and all my toys,
    The lap which I loved so much,
    The hand that stroked my fur and the sweet voice which spoke my name.
    I’d will to the sad, scared shelter dog the place I had in my human’s heart, of which there seemed no bounds.

    So when I die please do not say, “I will never have a pet again, for the loss and pain is more than I can stand.” Instead, go find an unloved dog; one whose life has held no joy or hope and give MY place to him. This is the only thing I can give … the love I left behind.

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    Wonder

    24 Monday Dec 2012

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Poems

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    angels, Bethlehem, Christmas, David, faith, grace, life, miracle, shepherds, wonder

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    Wonder

    In distant fields
    shepherds
    keep silent watch over their flocks.
    In long ago skies
    angels
    come down to earth on bended wings.
    In far away Bethlehem
    a son of David
    is born in a humble stable.

    Some days
    faith feels strangely distant,
    tradition needs a good dusting off,
    genealogies sink unnoticed into the past.
    Some days
    we honestly wonder
    if we have misplaced our sense of wonder.

    Then a star tumbles across the night sky,
    a full moon leaps upon the stage,
    a deer strides gracefully across our path,
    a pelican performs a perfect dive,
    a child laughs,
    a friend cries,
    a grandparent passes through the veil,
    and we set our eyes upon the miracle that is life.
    In the midst of this miracle
    we are astonished again by grace,
    we are captured anew by wonder.

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    Words (c) 2006 Mark Lloyd Richardson
    Photos (c) 2012 Dallis Day Richardson

    Prayer for a Holy Christmas

    22 Saturday Dec 2012

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Prayers

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    blessing, Christ's birth, Christmas, grief, hope, human suffering, loving-kindness, peace with justice, prayer, presence of Christ, shalom

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    Prayer for a Holy Christmas

    We come to this holy season with mixed emotions.
    We want the hopefulness of the Christ event to wash over us.
    We want to encounter the living presence of the one
    who comes to live among us, full of grace and truth.
    Yet we are troubled by the problems we see worldwide.
    We see the people of Syria struggling to survive.
    We see neighbors trying to rebuild their lives after severe storms.
    We see communities indelibly harmed by needless gun violence.
    We see hunger, poverty and disease affecting millions of people.

    Still this season remains a season of hope.

    It is a season to look outward to the places
    where suffering needs to be alleviated,
    where food needs to be delivered,
    where homes need to be rebuilt,
    where hope needs to be tangibly restored.

    It is a season to look inward to the places
    where hearts need to be softened,
    where minds need to be stretched,
    where plans need to be carried out,
    where life needs to be given another chance.

    It is a season to look upward to the God
    who is sovereign over life and death,
    whose heart grieves as long as any little ones suffer,
    whose vision is for the well-being of shalom for all people,
    whose will is that we learn the way of love.

    Grant us a holy Christmas, O God.
    Grant us a deepening understanding of the story of Christ’s birth.
    Grant us a time to experience anew your living presence among us.

    Bless all the dear children of the world with your loving care.
    Renew in us the commitment to live as people of hope.
    Strengthen our resolve to pursue peace with justice.
    Give us trusting hearts, ready to welcome the Christ among us,
    and ready to serve our neighbors
    with the loving-kindness we learn from you. Amen.

    Words (c) 2012 Mark Lloyd Richardson
    Photo (c) 2012 Dallis Day Richardson

     

     

     

     

    Will you welcome the little one?

    20 Thursday Dec 2012

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Poems, Reflections

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    Bethlehem, children, Christmas, compassion, Jesus, peace, suffering, violence

    "Bethlehem at night," Flickr photo by Nancie Sill taken on January 17, 2011. Used by permission.

    “Bethlehem at night,” Photo by Nancie Sill taken January 17, 2011. Used by permission.

    Life is a sacred gift, and all the world’s children deserve to grow up in safety and security surrounded by love. Sadly, far too many children fall victim to the violence of poverty, food insecurity, war, civil unrest, human trafficking, sexual predation, gun violence, and more. Yet these are all our children. The human family is one family in spite of all the forces at work to tear it apart. As Christians reflect upon a child who came into this world to bring peace, we must ask ourselves if we are ready to welcome all the vulnerable ones of this world into our consciousness. For it is only in opening our hearts to the suffering of the little ones that we prepare our hearts to receive the gift of this holy child we await at Christmas.

    Will You Welcome the Little One?

    Bethlehem…city of David…
    will you welcome the little one?

    Give me reason to believe
    you will protect the holy child –
    the holy in all children – from harm.

    Amid all the bad news –
    economic woes
    political corruption
    a planet willfully plundered
    wars and rumors of wars –
    take care to use your humanity
    fragile as it is
    to ease the world’s pain.

    O Bethlehem, open your eyes
    to the holy one born among us.

    Make room in your hearts
    for this one who comes
    as compassionate healer
    justice teacher
    abundant life giver
    prince of peace.

    Brother, Sister, Friend,
    will you welcome the little one
    sent from God?

    Words (c) 2008 Mark Lloyd Richardson

    Beginnings

    18 Tuesday Dec 2012

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Poems

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    Bethlehem, birth, Christmas, creation, Jesus' birth, peace, reconciliation, spiritual life, Ultimate Mystery

    windblown_blogAs we approach Christmas, I share this Christmas poem I wrote a few years ago with you. It speaks of the timeless mystery of God’s presence in creation in which we live our lives.

    Beginnings

    From the beginning, eternity’s song
    danced on garden breezes,
    singing God’s delight.
    From the beginning, earth’s bounty
    blossomed in forests and fields,
    declaring God’s glory.
    From the beginning, life’s spirit
    beat within each human heart,
    creating God’s life within us.

    Here is the story of our birth.
    Everyone is born of God and in God.
    Everyone is born through God and for God.
    God is in our beginnings.
    God will be in all of our endings.

    On a still night in Bethlehem
    a cry pierced the starry sky,
    a life began,
    a child was given,
    a mystery began to unfold.
    All who have need of a new beginning
    find it here in this child of peace–
    this one who comes bearing
    God’s reconciling love to the world.

    Words (c) 2006 Mark Lloyd Richardson
    Photo (c) 2012 Dallis Day Richardson

    The Song of the Dove

    15 Saturday Dec 2012

    Posted by mark lloyd richardson in Peace with justice, Poems, Prayers

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    birth of Christ, Christmas, comfort, forgiveness, grief, hope, peace, prayer

    white-dove

    In this season when Christians await the coming of the Prince of Peace, and in light of another tragic shooting rampage in our country, this time ripping the lives of innocent young children from their families in Newtown, Connecticut, I share this prayer poem that I wrote six years ago. As we offer our prayers for God’s comfort for the grieving, I hope that we also offer our determination to collectively work as communities and as a nation toward preventing this kind of senseless violence in the future.

    The dove is a symbol of peace – a peace we so desperately need in our lives, our communities, and our world! The dove is also a symbol of God’s promise that we are not alone; nor are we lacking the spiritual resources necessary to seek change in our hearts or in our world.

    The Song of the Dove

    In this season of crisp air,
    billowy clouds,
    and heightened senses,
    I go in search of the place
    where eternity lies peacefully in a manger.

    I go in search of the place
    where the humblest of God’s children
    come with little more than adoration
    to worship a newborn baby
    whose name means “God saves.”
    They come bearing unadorned gifts
    of simple lives and trusting hearts,
    and I see what is expected of me.

    In this troubled world, this vengeful time,
    with its endless supply of weapons,
    its young all too ready to use them,
    I hold stubbornly to life
    with every ounce of hope within me,
    and the prayer that forever forms in my soul
    is a prayer for peace.

    Forgive us, gentle Savior.
    We, of all the earth’s people,
    need to hear the song of the dove.

    Words (c) 2006, Mark Lloyd Richardson

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