It’s almost July, and I don’t know about you, but my world is getting pretty weary. Christmas is long gone, the New Years Resolutions people promised to keep have been forgotten, and Easter candy has been long devoured. Here we are, in the dead heat of summertime.
It seems that more disturbing news is put out daily – laws don’t make sense, no one can agree on anything, children are going hungry and hurting, and the plain old general discord resonates in our country and our world, and maybe even our hearts.
It is so easy to give up hope. It is so easy to let the days between Christmas and Easter and then Easter and Christmas turn into a slew of painful days that give you the feeling that you are trapped in quicksand with a bunch of scary noises coming at you from all directions. And, there is always no where to go, no where to look, but UP.
And, I can’t let go of Christmas. No, not the tree, the ornaments, the candy canes, or Santa splashed everywhere. I can’t let go of my Christ-child, the one who was promised to come, the one who came, who saved us, and who is to come again.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices, for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn……
Can you hear it?
Can you hear your weary soul crying out for more than what our world has to offer? I know I can hear it loud. Because the instant we put our hope in anything but God, we will fail.
Christmas is a time where we remember the waiting, we remember the labor pains of time bringing on something new and glorious. We sing songs that celebrate this patience, this peace, this joyful triumphant arrival of the tiniest baby, who will bring salvation to all who ask Him for it.
O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death’s dark shadows put to flight
This may not be the popular opinion, but I believe we can sing these songs anytime of year. We can sing these songs to remember the coming Messiah. We can worship our Lord with words from these songs. We can sing them when the pains of this earth grow so great. We can sing them to ask God to lesson our pain. We can sing them to ask God to give us perseverance in this life.
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
These songs, while wonderful in the month of December, deserve more than just a pedestal on which we keep them for 11 months out of the year. Our worship – and our spiritual practices – deserve recognition of the joy the Christ-child brings, and the hope we have in His second coming!
Let every heart prepare Him room!
The manger story shouldn’t be confined to December, just like the cross isn’t constricted to Easter. Next time you hear a “Christmas” hymn (I hope it isn’t just in December!), I ask you to truly contemplate the lyrics and think about how they are fitting to your life, right now, right here.