Grace United Methodist Church
Corpus Christi, TX
pastorwillrice@gmail.com
I am going to guess that you fall into one of two camps. You are either a ripper, meaning that upon receiving a gift, you rip the paper off as fast a humanly possible to get to the gift or, you are a true unwrapper, meaning you carefully remove the tape, undo the seams peeling the paper away from the package taking as much time as necessary to open the gift. My wife is a ripper I am an unwrapper. I drive her crazy.
When I was a child I was a ripper. I never enjoyed the process of unwrapping gifts, I just wanted to get to the gifts. But I think I have to credit my current status as an unwrapper to my parents. Although we were not explicitly Christians, my family did celebrate Christmas and we had a very particular way about it. There was a certain time boundary before which we were not allowed to go downstairs where the tree was. At the specified time, we were allowed to go downstairs and open our stockings. Our stockings were mostly filled with fruit, nuts and oddly enough a new toothbrush. Sometimes there were Hershey’s Kisses and sometimes a small toy like a Matchbox car.
After opening our stockings, we had to wait. We had to wait until my parents had made coffee before we could open even one present. After that coffee was made and the first present was opened, we had to wait again, for breakfast. As a child, the process of waiting was painful, but wonderful. One of my friends was allowed to go downstairs whenever he woke up and just tear open all his presents. His Christmas was over in about 2 minutes. Mine lasted all morning.
This has turned me into quite an odd adult. I like waiting for presents. My wife Alisha can put my birthday presents out weeks ahead of time and she asks, “doesn’t it just kill you looking at those boxes and not knowing?” Actually, I rather like it. More than I love the gifts, I love the anticipation.
Today’s scripture is from Mark’s Gospel, Chapter 13:
24 ‘But in those days, after that suffering,
the sun will be darkened,
and the moon will not give its light,
25and the stars will be falling from heaven,
and the powers in the heavens will be shaken.
26Then they will see “the Son of Man coming in clouds” with great power and glory. 27Then he will send out the angels, and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of heaven.
28 ‘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. 29So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that he is near, at the very gates. 30Truly I tell you, this generation will not pass away until all these things have taken place. 31Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.
32 ‘But about that day or hour no one knows, neither the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. 33Beware, keep alert; for you do not know when the time will come. 34It is like a man going on a journey, when he leaves home and puts his slaves in charge, each with his work, and commands the doorkeeper to be on the watch. 35Therefore, keep awake—for you do not know when the master of the house will come, in the evening, or at midnight, or at cockcrow, or at dawn, 36or else he may find you asleep when he comes suddenly. 37And what I say to you I say to all: Keep awake.’
What Are We Waiting For?
With our stomachs full of turkey and our mental eyes already gazing toward the holiday of all holidays, Christmas, today would seem an odd day to talk about the end of time. For those of us who would like to embrace the joy of the festive holiday season, today’s assigned reading is like a bucket of cold water or a Christmas stocking full of coal.
There is a temptation on the part of the preacher to just take today’s assigned gospel reading and quietly sweep in under the carpet and move on. In fact, it is more than just a temptation. One of the things that I have heard over and over in my short time as a pastor is a general complaint about Advent. People come to church on the Sunday after Thanksgiving expecting to see the sanctuary decorated, which it is, and expecting to hear the songs of Christmas. What are we waiting for?
So why, on what should be the first Sunday of our Christmas celebration are we reading this passage about the end of the world? It is really tempting to sweep today’s gospel passage under the rug, especially given the fact the pastor John preached about the end of time last week. Two weeks focused on the end of time when what we should really be talking about is Christmas trees, and holly, a bright paper packages tied up in ribbon. What are we waiting for?
Books in the series that talks of the rapture, horrible tribulations and an effort of converted believers to stay alive in the face of the horribly evil, yet impeccably dressed anti-Christ have sold over 58 million copies. “Publishers Weekly reports that the only authors whose publishers will print 2 million hardbacks for the first printing are J. K. Rowling, John Grisham --- and Jerry Jenkins and Tim LaHaye.”[1]
So people are interested in the end of time, but just not right now. It is Christmas for heavens sake. Let’s get on with it, what are we waiting for?
24 ‘But in those days, after that suffering,
the sun will be darkened,
and the moon will not give its light,
25and the stars will be falling from heaven,
and the powers in the heavens will be shaken.
26Then they will see “the Son of Man coming in clouds” with great power and glory. 27Then he will send out the angels, and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of heaven.
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
26Then they will see “the Son of Man coming in clouds” with great power and glory. 27Then he will send out the angels, and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of heaven.
Is certainly over the top.
32 ‘But about that day or hour no one knows, neither the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. 33Beware, keep alert; for you do not know when the time will come. 34It is like a man going on a journey, when he leaves home and puts his slaves in charge, each with his work, and commands the doorkeeper to be on the watch. 35Therefore, keep awake—for you do not know when the master of the house will come, in the evening, or at midnight, or at cockcrow, or at dawn, 36or else he may find you asleep when he comes suddenly. 37And what I say to you I say to all: Keep awake.’
I love how big dogs sleep. My sister’s Labrador retriever Hobie, after a hard day of running and sniffing and retrieving will curl up and sleep in such a way that, if it weren’t for the snoring, you would think he was dead. But, if you were to go two rooms away and drop a piece of meat on the floor, Hobie would be up, across the house and eating it before you could lean down and pick it up. My lab can be sound asleep in bed with me and he will be up and at the door ten seconds before I hear my wife’s car pulling into the driveway. Dogs sleep watchfully.
37And what I say to you I say to all: Keep awake.’
[1] FaithfulReader.com, online at: http://www.faithfulreader.com/authors/au-jenkins-jerry.asp, accessed 20, November 2005, internet;
[2] Luke 2:34-35, NRSV