Almost a year ago, I took my 2 year old son (he’s 3 now), out one night to walk through the neighborhood and look at the Christmas lights. We made our way around a horseshoe street – a round trip – and found some great houses. My son loved it, and does even more this year; he actually has to point out year round any lights he sees that resemble Christmas ones. It might be needless to say that his excitement is extremely contagious.
Looking at the lights that night on our walk through the neighborhood, something hit me about what Christmas does to the world. Two thousand years ago, the Son of God came into the world to save God’s people, an event that impacted the earth and mankind in such a way that sent reverberations, ripples, tremors forward through history. Though Christ ascended, his presence amongst us, Emmanuel, lit up a dark and dreadful world. And a funny thing about it is that we’ve come to string lights on our homes, bring lighted trees into our living rooms and put light everywhere on display. It might sound strange, but the light of Christ affects even those who don’t know him, but who string their homes and trees with lights in commemoration of him still. All of us Christmas-merrymakers proclaim the incarnation of the Word, in whom was light and life, Light of lights descending. The One in Whom all things hold together became flesh and dwelt among us, so that “the race of Adam’s children, doomed by law and endless woe may not henceforth die and perish in the dreadful gulf below.”
The Morning Star that dawned on the groaning creation at the first advent affected us all, though we’re often unaware of it. Our Maker, our Life, our Light, the “Word of the Father now in flesh appearing” left his created sons proclaiming that profound and intimate moment in history when He dwelt among us to bear our sin. We proclaim it with lights. Christmas, in a sense, proves itself true if you think about it. What are we doing still finding new ways each year to proclaim the advent of the Light of the world? Jesus our Emmanuel, is the Light that has shone in the darkness, “and the darkness has not overcome it.” We see his victorious life even in our Christmas lights.
We can’t help but tell of Christ’s advent with the lights we put up. And if we have the eyes to see it, they can help us wait with joy for Christ’s second advent. Our King is coming again; and though we wait in the dark, we light our lights of hope and expectation. Let’s hope with the strength that the Holy Spirit supplies, and proclaim the grace of our King to those who haven’t come to know him, so they also might have light and hope and salvation.
Thank you Father, for giving us your Son. Come thou long-expected Jesus.