The Light of Christmas

The Light of Christmas

Rev. Dr. Glenda Hollingshead; December 24, 2017

Fourth Sunday of Advent

Psalm 126; Luke 1:26-38


Mary is a young girl, likely only 12 or 13 years of age. She is betrothed to Joseph, which means, among other things, the bride price has been paid. By our accounts, they are “married” but Mary will continue to live with her family for a year before the marriage is consummated. In essence, Mary is living in an “in between” time, caught between life as a daughter and life as a wife.


Then one day, Gabriel appears with a message for this young girl—a girl with no outstanding pedigree and little to offer—it seems. “Greetings, favored one, the Lord is with you,” the angel declares. “The Lord is with you.” These are the same words spoken to mighty warriors like Gideon and to godly prophets like Moses and Jeremiah when they are called by God to do extraordinary things. “The Lord is with you.” Following these words, I imagine there’s a great pause…and then…and then…the commission. “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God…you will conceive and bear a son, and you will name him Jesus.” Mary is called by God to bear a child—but not just any child, God’s child.


“How can this be?” When Mary raises a question, as nearly all prophets do, she is reassured that God is at work and, ultimately, will be glorified when the Holy Spirit overshadows her with the resulting birth of the Son of God. If these words of assurance aren’t enough, like Gideon, Mary is given a sign. The angel Gabriel directs her attention to Elizabeth—old, barren, yet in her second trimester! You see, nothing is impossible with God.


Mary is called to do an incredible thing. If unwed pregnancy attracts gossip today, imagine what it would have been like in 1st Century Nazareth. Nevertheless, she responds, “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.” Mary joins her voice to those of Abraham, Sarah, and Isaiah: “Here I am.” Mary says, “Yes,” to her mission of motherhood. Mary says, “Yes,” to her vocation to become the Bearer of the Light of the World.


I invite you now to listen to a children’s story—one that captures the essence of bearing light for the world. Written by Richard Paul Evans, it is entitled The Light of Christmas.


<Story is read>


The Keeper of the Flame offers Alexander the invitation to “Light our Christmas, dear boy, light our Christmas.” It’s an invitation for us as well—to continue to light Christmas—to be lights of hope and peace for those who sit in darkness.


While reading Cynthia Bourgeault’s The Wisdom Way of Knowing, I came across something that might help us see our role in God’s salvation story a little more clearly. Imagine this candle—it is made of wax and wick—simple enough. [Candle is placed on the pulpit and a match is struck.] But, the energy and effectiveness of the candle is revealed when the match is struck and the candle begins to burn. Only then can we see what it really is. While its outer life is nothing more than wax and wick, its inner life is flame.


Becoming flames for God, giving light to the world, well, it will cost us. But as we are “burned up” for the love of God, we become the people God yearns for us to be. Through the flame of the Holy Spirit burning bright within us, we are transformed, thereby shining forth generosity and love and kindness and mercy.


Maybe we think we don’t have the resources to burn brightly for God, but Mary, the bearer of Light, had little to offer—except herself. And remember, God did not send Gabriel to a queen or a princess, but to a young girl engaged to a carpenter. Our Abba Father—well, God has a fondness for working through ordinary people to do extraordinary things.


Today, on this 4th Sunday of Advent, on this Christmas Eve morn, I invite you to ponder how you might carry forth the light of Christmas into the world. Is there someone in your life who needs a word of encouragement? A reminder of God’s amazing grace? Too readily, we look at the brokenness all around us and we feel overwhelmed. But God doesn’t call us to light the whole world.  God only asks that we start burning right where we are. So light our Christmas, dear Christians, light our Christmas! *Cover Art: Advent Candle Art Week 4 by Stushie

*Affirmation of Faith by Rev. Rebecca F. Harrison, Spanish Springs Presbyterian Church, Sparks, NV @


The Legend of the Christmas Stocking

The Legend of the Christmas Stocking

Rev. Dr. Glenda Hollingshead; December 10, 2017

Second Sunday of Advent

Luke 1:5-25


Zechariah is a priest in the days of King Herod.  He and his wife Elizabeth are getting up in years and though they are righteous before God, they have no children.  One day, Zechariah is chosen to enter the Sanctuary of the Lord to offer incense.  He steps inside while the people stand outside praying—just another day in the life of a priest—that is until the angel shows up beside the altar.  Zechariah is, undoubtedly, terrified, which is why the angel quickly responds, “Do not be afraid.”  Then God’s messenger continues with the task at hand—delivering God’s message to Zechariah: “Your prayer has been heard.  Your wife will bear a son and you will name him John.”


After providing instructions for the boy’s upbringing, the angel foretells how the child will prepare the way for the Lord. Zechariah, dumbfounded, asks, “How will I know that this is so?  I’m an old man and my wife is getting on in years.”  Displeased by Zechariah’s reaction, the angel declares, “I am Gabriel. I stand in the presence of God.” (Ah, an angel with attitude!)  Gabriel who appeared to Daniel in the days of old; Gabriel who will soon appear to Mary; this Gabriel now stands before Zechariah. “I have been sent to bring you this good news…but now because you did not believe my words, you will be unable to speak until the day these things occur.”


No doubt, for many years Zechariah and Elizabeth prayed for a child but it is unlikely they offered such a prayer that morning. And, with his advanced old age, Zechariah’s shock is reasonable—from our perspective. But how often is our perspective—well—wrong? Could it be that we need another point of view—prehaps from the eyes of a child?


Even though children are considered little more than property in the days of Jesus, he holds them in high regard. You will recall how Jesus responds when the disciples ask him who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”[i] Later, when children are being brought to Jesus for his blessing, the disciples assume children are a waste of his time but Jesus strongly disagrees, saying, “Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.”[ii]


So, this morning, I invite you to listen to a children’s story, The Legend of the Christmas Stocking, written by Rick Osborne. Together, let us open our hearts and minds to a child’s point of view.

(The children are invited to come forward and the story is read.)


Oh, to see the world through a child’s eyes; to experience a sense of wonder; to be overcome with anticipation. Such is the world of a child, and, as Jesus teaches, “It is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belong.”


Regarding our gospel reading, I have often wondered why the angel seems to have no patience for Zechariah’s doubting spirit. Maybe Gabriel lets old Zechariah have it because Zechariah is a priest. He is in the God-business so if anyone is familiar with the wonders of God, it should be Zechariah. But somewhere along the way, Zechariah has lost his sense of wonder—his sense of anticipation for God making the impossible possible.


Might we be in the same boat as Zechariah? How often have we diligently prayed for something to happen and when it does, we are shocked? Why are we surprised when God does wondrous things? And might God do even more wondrous things if only we asked, believed, expected?


Something else I’ve been pondering: Is it possible that one reason society has become so enamored with Saint Nickolas and reindeer and gifts galore is that the church has lost her sense of wonder? The story of God’s love coming in the flesh to save all of humanity—it is a story that remains the same from generation to generation—and during the season of Advent, we have endless occasions to share it. Ample props are all around—the evergreen tree that demonstrates God’s ever-present love; the Chrismons that tell the story of Jesus through symbols; Christmas stockings that speak of hope and generosity.


Wonder of wonders, just as the Angel Gabriel foretells, a son is born to Zechariah and Elizabeth. At the naming ceremony, when the priest looks to Zechariah to confirm the baby’s name, the mute Zechariah asks for a tablet on which he writes, “His name is John.” With the scribbling of a few words, his silence is broken, his tongue is freed, and filled with the Holy Spirit, the old priest praises God like never before.


Like Zechariah, maybe it is time for us to open our mouths and speak the wonder of our faith. People are drawn to stories of wonder—always have been—always will be—because people are forever searching for a word of hope. Truly, through the waters of baptism that claim us and the bread and cup that sustain us, we can do more than we imagine. With God’s grace, we can pay attention to our faith and glimpse God moving and working. With the hope, peace, joy, and love brought into the world through the Christ Child, and with the Holy Spirit empowering us, surely, we can speak our truth—surely, we can sing our song of praise for someone to hear.


In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.


[i] Matthew 18:3

[ii] Matthew 19:14

*Cover Art: Advent Candle Art Week 2 by Stushie; by subscription

Affirmation of Faith by Rev. Rebecca F. Harrison, Spanish Springs Presbyterian Church, Sparks, NV @


The Legend of the Christmas Tree

The Legend of the Christmas Tree

Rev. Dr. Glenda Hollingshead; December 3, 2017

First Sunday of Advent

Psalm 80:1-7, 17-19; Mark 13:24-37


Jesus is a Master Teacher known for getting his point across by the simplest of means. Frequently he uses similes and metaphors as teaching tools. With metaphors, Jesus helps people get a handle on complex theological ideas. Similes work because people tend to think in terms of comparisons of things, people, and ideas that are already familiar. Take, for example, the various ways Jesus describes the kingdom of heaven: The kingdom of heaven is like the sower who planted good seeds in his field but while he slept an enemy came and sowed weeds. The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that is the smallest of seeds, yet it grows into a tree big enough for the birds to make their nest. Jesus uses many other simple things to teach important concepts.


In our reading from the Gospel of Mark, Jesus uses something as unassuming as a fig tree as a teaching tool saying, ‘From the fig tree learn its lesson: as soon as its branch becomes tender and puts forth its leaves, you know that summer is near. So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that he is near, at the very gates.” Repeatedly Jesus uses whatever is on hand to point people toward the way, the truth, and the life.


As we journey through Advent in this day and time, what better metaphor do we have on hand to tell the story of Jesus than a simple evergreen tree? So, this morning, I have recruited Jaxson and Chasey to light our Christmas trees. Afterward, they will join me down front for the reading of a simple children’s story entitled The Legend of the Christmas Tree.[i]  (Story is read.)


Many traditions have a long history that is impossible to trace back to their source. In my study on the topic, I learned that apples were actually used as ornaments at one time. I learned a few other things as well. For example:


Since very ancient times, long before the advent of Christmas, primitive people would take evergreen plants and flowers into their huts, seeing in them a magical or religious significance. The Greeks and Romans decorated their dwellings with ivy. The Celts and Scandinavians preferred mistletoe, but many other evergreen plants such as holly, butcher’s broom, laurel and branches of pine or fir were considered to have magical or medicinal powers that would ward off illness. This belief was found especially among the inhabitants of the northern regions with cold climates and long, dark winters; it was almost as if these plants revived thoughts of the coming spring while everything around them lay dormant.


Germany is credited with starting the Christmas tree tradition as we now know it—originating—many say—with St. Boniface (mentioned in our children’s story). Martin Luther (also mentioned) is widely credited for adding lighted candles to a tree. As the story goes, he was walking home one winter evening, composing a sermon, when he was overcome with awe at the brilliance of the stars twinkling amidst evergreens. To recapture the scene for his family, he set up a tree in the main room and wired its branches with lighted candles.[ii]


In early American culture, Christmas trees didn’t catch on at first. The New England Puritans held Christmas as a sacred holiday—so much so all frivolity was penalized—Christmas carols, decorated trees, and any joyful expression that dishonored the holy event. In 1659, a law was passed in Massachusetts that made any observance of December 25 a penal offense and people were fined for hanging decorations. This way of thinking continued until the 19th century when there was an influx of German and Irish immigrants who brought their own traditions with them across the ocean blue. Finally, in 1846 Queen Victoria and Prince Albert were sketched in a popular London newspaper standing with their children around a Christmas tree. Queen Victoria was so popular with her subjects, what was done at court immediately became fashionable—not only in Britain—but with the fashion-conscious East Coast American Society. The Christmas tree had arrived. [iii]


Here in our church, our Christmas trees are made complete by the addition of Chrismons—a tradition that began at the Ascension Lutheran Church in Danville, Virginia in 1957 when Frances Spencer designed monograms and symbols for Jesus Christ. Because the symbols have been used by followers of Jesus since biblical times, they are the heritage of all Christians. Soon other churches were carefully Chrismons—mostly of white and gold—to represent the purity and majesty of the Son of God. Mrs. Spencer often said that a tree is only finished when someone uses the ornaments to share the story of Christ.[iv] During Advent, we wait and we watch. What better time to tell such stories?


Jesus warns that the time will come when the sun and moon and stars behave in unexpected ways. Then the Son of Man will come in the clouds with great power and glory. For centuries, rivers of ink have been spilled over the specifics of the end times. But while Jesus gives more than a nod to the matter, his overarching message is less about the future and more about the present because what really concerns Jesus is how we live our lives now—how we love God and our neighbor.


The story of Emmanuel—God with us—is the greatest story ever told. How might we continue telling it—not just here on Sunday morning, but in other places through simple and humble ways? After all, with something as ordinary as a fig tree, Jesus points to signs of the future. With something as simple as an evergreen—the story of Jesus’ birth has been told for ages. So keep awake—pay attention to the wonders all around you. Who knows when the Spirit might inspire you to tell the story in a fresh, new way? Amen.

[i] Rick Osborne, The Legend of the Christmas Tree.


[iii] Ibid.


*Cover Art: Advent Candle Art Week 1 by Stushie

*Affirmation of Faith by Rev. Rebecca F. Harrison, Spanish Springs Presbyterian Church, Sparks, NV @