Christmas Nativity Homily 2020 (B)
Our Lord Jesus Christ is the object of almost 2,000 years of wonder. I hope to tell you about the magnitude of the gift we were given in Christ’s Birth. You see we have been claimed as Co-Heirs to Eternity and yet give Freedom to Choose the Love of Christ Jesus in Manger, Emmanuel, the Frist Noel. Christmas, you see, is about Freedom – Freedom from Sin – Freedom to See, Freedom to Choose. So Freedom to Choose, YES, but also Freedom From – FROM What – From Slavery. Did you know slavery was an absolutely essential part of life in the Roman Empire. In-Fact ancient Romans could not have imagined life without slaves any more than we could imagine life without electricity today. Rome was the superpower of Jesus’ day and one-third of the population were slaves. There were many ways in which someone could become a slave, prisoners of war when the Roman army conquered an enemy. You could be sold as a slave if you could not pay your debts. You could be a slave if your parents were slaves. A father could sell his own children as slaves as well. The Universal was that no one was guaranteed Freedom, To – or From. It was up to family to pay off this debt and it didn’t guarantee Freedom, even then. This Person who paid the debt of a Slave is called the “Redemptor” and it’s where we get the words Redemption and Redeem. They are buying one out of slavery and that is why we call Jesus our Redeemer for he is the one who redeems us from that which truly enslaves us.
Slavery is not just ancient history. Did you know there are currently as of November 2020 45.8 million victims of modern-day Slavery in the world and more than a quarter are small children, exploited To This Day, just as in Christ’s Time, and the Heart of Darkness in King Leopold’s Congo, yes, we still have those in bondage. Some trapped in a similar slavery and some held captive from Joy, Those who cannot speak of the Love in the World and those who cannot see the Hope that came into the world is to come.
Christmas though, is different, you see – Christ (our Redeemer) Paid what no man could Pay and He did it to give us, not a gift that would fade or become broken or become meaningless, but a living Gift of Hope – Hope for a True Freedom – Freedom to See – Freedom to Choose. –
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MY STORY – (I once was full of pain and prayed to God that I would endure all, that I only wished to see the JOY and Reason for Hope – he gave it that night at 7 years old) – 3 visions (Pasture outside to school with bright windows overlooking lake of sapphire, white sandy beach with enormous cross, courtyard thinking man serpent in the sky on a cross surrounded by four castles) – 3 real events (I saw that enormous lake of Sapphire, that enormous cross on the beach, and I even walked that courtyard – full of despair and saw another in despair, preached Ezekiel’s valley of dry bones) – MY CHOICE Made clear in Toronto, Canada, My Choice made clear again in the Baptist Church, and My Choice again when an old priest had a Stroke and Told me God gave him one message for me (Ezekiel’s Dry Bones). My friends, I choose Hope because I still have a dream.
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So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself. The energy, the faith, the devotion given by this Infant on Christmas is to be our great endeavor and it will light our hearts on fire. And the glow from that fire can truly light the world. My fellow citizens of the Kingdom of God ask not what can be done for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man’s heart. I have a dream, that the Gift of Christ will give us Ears to Listen and Eyes to Seek. I have a dream today – A dream of Freedom. This Christmas, this day, this time, our time, Let freedom ring. Let it ring in your homes, your towns, through out the world but let it first ring out in your hearts. Let us speed up to that day when all of God’s children – of all denominations and walks of life join hands in brotherly love. Yes, there is still madness in this world, but there are poor to be lifted up, cities to be built and there is a world to be helped. We have what we need – we are Emancipated, a Joyous daybreak arose to end the long night of our captivity. Our Lord visited His people and so we say again, “I’m free at last, I’m free at last, thank God Almighty I’m free at last. “
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This Great Gift of Freedom requires and act on the part of man, and one day, there came out from the great white throne of light, an angel of light and descended down over the plains and came to a woman kneeling in prayer. The angel of God said to the woman, will you give me a man – will you give me a human nature speaking in the name of all humanity – Will you, by an act of freedom, say “here is a man” and she said “Fiat” – Thy Will be Done. Her mission was submission, a surrender that man could not be without love without fire without passion. The fire and the passion and the love that descended upon her – the spirit and the brain and the love of God nine months past one night, rang out over the stillness of an evening breeze, out over the white chalked hills of Bethlehem – a cry – a gentle cry. Not a voice as could be heard, for the sea was filled with its’ own cry. The great ones of the earth did not hear the cry, for they could not understand how a child could be greater than a man – only 2 classes of people could hear the cry that night – shepherds & wise men – shepherds, those who know they know nothing – wisemen, those who know they do not know everything. They came and saw a babe whos’ tiny hands we’re not quite long enough to touch the huge heads of the cattle all the while with the strength to steer the Sun & Moon & stars in their courses. This infants baby feet could not walk for they could not bear the weight – but His Divine omnipotence could read the secrets of every living heart. Under that baby brow was beating a mind and an intelligence that formed the universe along with the human intelligence that would grow in age & grace & wisdom before God in men & this babe who was born was not man who made himself a God, was not a man who was an ethical reformer, not just a teacher like Socrates, not someone who had developed a consciousness of Godhead that he went on but someone who from all eternity was God & began to be in time – the only one on earth that ever had a prehistory – a prehistory to be studied not in the dust & the slime of primeval jungles but in the bosom of an eternal father.
The poet Francis Thompson wrote a poem one Christmas Eve while looking at a crib.
Little Jesus, wast Thou shy
Once, and just so small as I?
And what did it feel like to be
Out of Heaven, and just like me?
Didst Thou sometimes think of THERE,
And ask where all the angels were?
I should think that I would cry
For my house all made of sky;
I would look about the air,
And wonder where my angels were;
And at waking ‘twould distress me–
Not an angel there to dress me!
Hadst Thou ever any toys,
Like us little girls and boys?
And didst Thou play in Heaven with all
The angels that were not too tall,
With stars for marbles? Did the things
Play Can you see me? through their wings?
And did Thy Mother let Thee spoil
Thy robes, with playing on OUR soil?
How nice to have them always new
In Heaven, because ’twas quite clean blue!
Didst Thou kneel at night to pray,
And didst Thou join Thy hands, this way?
And did they tire sometimes, being young,
And make the prayer seem very long?
And dost Thou like it best, that we
Should join our hands to pray to Thee?
I used to think, before I knew,
The prayer not said unless we do.
And did Thy Mother at the night
Kiss Thee, and fold the clothes in right?
And didst Thou feel quite good in bed,
Kissed, and sweet, and thy prayers said?
Thou canst not have forgotten all
That it feels like to be small:
And Thou know’st I cannot pray
To Thee in my father’s way–
When Thou wast so little, say,
Couldst Thou talk Thy Father’s way?–
So, a little Child, come down
And hear a child’s tongue like Thy own;
Take me by the hand and walk,
And listen to my baby-talk.
–You See – was just his way of understanding omnipotence in bonds – the maker of the stars under the stars – the creator of the earth not having a place to lay his head and what does it mean, why did he come? He did not come to make us nice people. He came to make us new – to change our nature by being lifted up. At His Birth – we suddenly began to be children of God so that the divine nature began to pulsate within us, so that we were lifted up by offering our human nature – as Mary offered the first human nature. We were given in this new nature a united wisdom – a Truth that would begin to flood our mind and then his will & his law began. The meaning of Christmas is this – the Son of God came to this earth to make us – the other sons of God. To make us more than just human beings, the Creator of Time was laid in a manger. He gave us Back the Hope once given to Abraham, to Moses, and David.
–True Freedom is God’s Gift in Christmas – A gift that is Alive at every Mass and in Every Believers Heart. The Lord stepped out of Heaven to Free Us – to give us sight like Simean to see each other as love, worthy and Chosen as Co-heirs. To give us a voice like Zachariah to use that Freedom to set hearts on fire – to give us hands to build a better world like those of Martin Luther King – to give us the Will to give our lives and live our lives for our Fellow Man. This is the meaning of Christmas – Those of you that are knowing and loving will know what I mean when I say, Thanks – Thanks – Thanks, May the Lord Bless you. Merry Christmas.
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