I
don’t know about you but I’m not going to be too sad to see the back of 2016…..
We’ve
had the most bizzare year in politics that many of us can remember, on both
sides of the pond; we’ve lost many good friends within our congregation here in
Belhelvie; and meanwhile, somewhere off centre stage, a procession of beloved
actors, musicians and writers have also taken their leave of us -
David
Bowie, Alan Rickman, Harper Lee, Victoria Wood and Prince all passed on this
year.
And
though the death of Leonard Cohen was less unexpected, it still hit many people
hard because he was such an influential poet and songwriter.
Cohen’s
‘Halleluia’ has been covered many times, and is probably his best known song,
but ‘Anthem’ isn’t far behind in terms of popularity, and it’s a couple of
lines from Anthem that got me thinking this week.
In
his impossibly deep bass voice, Cohen sings ‘there is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in’.
Now
our culture doesn’t encourage us to be honest about the cracks in everything,
least of all ourselves. We like to present ourselves as whole, complete and
happy. And if you doubt that, stop and think about which photos and which
stories from your life make it onto your Facebook page; or which elements of
your life you’re prepared to open up about to others.
There’s
a lot that goes unseen and unsaid, isn’t there? We know that the cracks are
there because life can be bruising for all of us. But what if the answer isn’t
to try and cover the cracks up, but to own them and allow God to bring his
light into our lives through them? I think that’s at least part of what we
discover in the Christmas story.
There’s
Mary – just a young girl with her whole life ahead of her. Excited to be
getting married, starting a home, having kids. It’s all good.
And
then the angel comes to her with this strange request. And it cracks her world
open. If she says yes to carrying this divine child, she can be pretty sure
that no-one will understand. Her parents, her friends, the man she loves.
In
saying yes, she’s opening the door to all kinds of accusation and
misunderstanding. She knows that. But she also knows that if she gives her
consent, light and life won’t just enter her womb, they’ll enter the world
through her. And so she gives God her yes.
Think
of Joseph, a decent man – looking forward to settling down with his young
bride, starting a family, building a life.
And
then she drops the bombshell. And it cracks his world open. He could have
shamed her and berated her in public, but being a good man, he decides to take the
least bad option and arranges to divorce her quietly.
But
then, in a restless dream, light filters in through the cracks in his world –
he gets his own word from God, confirming Mary’s story. From that point onwards
he knows that she hasn’t betrayed his trust, and that both of them will have to
trust God for the future.
Think
of the shepherds, down in the valley below Bethlehem minding their sheep until
their world’s cracked open by a heavenly voice and an angel choir, bringing
them news of God’s birth - which is wonderful – but what do they do? If they
leave the sheep, they’ll be in serious trouble with the owners. But some kinds of trouble are worth getting
into! So they set their responsibilities to the side for a while, they allow
themselves not to be indispensable, and head up into the village in search of
the child.
Or
think of the wise men – who had it all cut and dried. Educated, respected,
probably wealthy. And yet there were cracks in their world too. Why go on such
a long journey, why risk your professorial chair at the university, your
reputation and maybe even your marriage for the sake of a new star glimmering
in the eastern sky?
Well,
maybe they hadn’t everything cut and dried. Maybe, for all they had and all
they knew, there were still yearnings in their hearts and souls that had never
yet found an answer. And maybe that’s why they made the seemingly foolish
choice to pin their hopes on a wandering star.
‘There
is a crack in everything.’ says Leonard. ‘That’s how the light gets in’.
And
the thing is this morning, people - you’re all cracked!
And
so am I!
And
we can try and pretend that away. Keep spinning the Facebook fantasy. Or we can
face up to it and realise that even our brokenness can be an opportunity for
God to bring us more of his light.
I
don’t know what all the cracks in your world look like, though I know some of
them and can guess at more
Maybe
you’ve been let down in a relationship; someone’s betrayed your trust, or isn’t
living up to promises they made.
Maybe
your family’s cracking you up. You’re carrying worries and pressures that few
people know about and the strain’s beginning to tell.
Maybe
you’re the kind who’s always been self-sufficient and capable. But something’s
come along – some situation at work, or some illness, or set of life
circumstances that have left you unsure of your footing like never before.
Or
maybe you can’t put your finger on it – you just know that sadness and
resignation have settled down into your soul and show no sign of leaving. You
try and kid others you’re fine, but they don’t have to look too hard to see the
cracks.
And
what’s Christmas got to do with all this?
Well,
there’s a reason that all those Christmas cards show a glow from the stable,
even if it’s doubtful that it happened that way.
“Light
and life to all he brings, risen with healing in his wings.”
There’s
light to be seen, through the cracks in our lives. The transforming, healing
light of Christ.
But
you have to be open to it.
You
see light is a remarkably gracious force.
Sunlight
travels 92 million miles to visit us,
but if you turn your back or put up a parasol you can easily block it out.
Starlight
travels billions of miles to see us, but a hint of wispy cloud’s all it takes
to make it disappear.
John
tells us that “the true light that enlightens everyone was coming into the
world.” But that light has to be
received before it can do its work in us and through us.
Mary
had to give God her yes. Joseph had to believe her. The shepherds had to be
irresponsible for a while! The wise men had to admit that they were still
lacking and didn’t have it all cut and dried.
We’re
all cracked you see. We need help, we need healing. We need the light to get
in. We need a saviour.
And
we have one, if only we’re ready to receive him.
“How
silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given.
So
God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven.
No
ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin
Where
cracked souls will receive him,
still the
Christ-light enters in”.