4th Sunday in Advent (Year
B) – Sunday, December 18, 2011
Christ Evangelical Lutheran Church,
Lancaster, PA
Texts: Luke 1:26-38; 46-55
What
do we mean when we call people blessed, or favored, by God? We look
at young, smart, wealthy, healthy, or thin people, with the three
beautiful children and the white picket fence, and we think, “oh,
they're so blessed.” We look at the big church with the gleaming
sanctuary, four services, valet parking, and 18 Sunday School classes
and we wonder how they got so much favor with God. I look at someone
like Tim Tebow, quarterback of the Denver Broncos who's led them to 6
straight wins, who is young and healthy, a devout Christian, by all
accounts a wonderful human being, and he says every week in his news
conference, rightly, how blessed he is. He gives the credit to God.
Wonderful.
But
what about us? I'm not seeing so many young people out there. How
many of you have struggled with a major or chronic illness or injury,
or sat next to a loved one who has? After the first 20 trips to the
doctor, or the positive test results, or the sentence of being
confined to your home, are you still favored by God?
Have
you ever wondered what happened to our neighborhood which now
features more than enough dilapidated buildings and closed up shops?
Here at church, what happened to a choir loft filled to the back and
having to hunt for Sunday School teachers and needing to expand into
a new building?
How
many of you are, or have ever been, the boss in your workplace? Do
you feel like you have enough money in your bank account? Have you
done very many of the things you set out to do in life? Do you feel
like you've lived a life that God would look upon with favor? Where
is God's favor in this place?
My
brothers and sisters, meet Mary. She's a young Jewish woman from a
backwater town halfway to nowhere with no money and no influence.
She didn't need any misfortune to happen to be completely without
social status. I really think you'd identify with her.
The
remarkable story we heard today begins by taking notice of her. Have
you ever felt the joy of being noticed? By a parent, a teacher or
coach, by someone who loves you? The text immediately takes notice
of this nobody Jewish girl in an unusual way – it gives us her
name. Normally, it would be enough to say she was some virgin
engaged to Joseph, of the house of David. But Luke tells us her name
was Mary, or Miriam, the name
of the great prophet Miriam, Moses' right-hand woman.
The
angel Gabriel, messenger of the Lord, comes to Mary's little
forgotten corner of the universe, bringing along God's notice of her,
saying “Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you.” Huh?
We're told she was perplexed by his words and debated within herself
what sort of greeting this might be. I'd love to know what was
running through her mind...Angels don't usually come up to
me...I wonder if he's got the right house...what does this mean that
I'm favored? Wait 'til he meets Joseph, he might reconsider that
statement! But really, favored one. Me? I haven't done anything!
God is with me? Oh no, he's gonna ask me to do something...what does
this mean?
As
she stands there pondering, Gabriel breaks into her thoughts, saying
“Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God.” At
this point, I imagine her internal conversation taking an irritated
turn. Don't be afraid? How many times have you been
caught off guard by an angel? And what's the deal with that word,
favor, again? Why is God paying attention to me? I just want to go
about my business....
But
Gabriel isn't done. I can't really imagine what entered Mary's mind
once Gabe dropped the big news – now, you're eating for two, Mary.
Your son will be called Yeshua,
Jesus, that is, and, basically, he's nothing short of Israel's
long-awaited Messiah. As these words began to bounce around in
Mary's mind, some of them beginning to hit home, all she can say is,
“How can this be?”
Greetings,
favored ones! The Lord is with you. I mean, really,
with you. Remember, when the Lord was with you when you were
baptized? That was real. The Lord comes right up to you in this
simple bread and wine, every Sunday. God is really, no joke, here,
right now, in this place, but also in your life. Don't worry, you
haven't done anything....and you're not pregnant!! Well, except one
of you... BUT – you have all found favor with God.
Still
skeptical? Well, so was Mary. She heard this crazy story from
Gabriel that God was paying special attention to her, and oh, by the
way you're pregnant and your son's the Messiah. I'm no angel but I'm
telling you that God favors you and has plans for you. You might be
wondering, like her, “How can this be? since I'm just a fairly
unremarkable person in an old neighborhood in an old, unremarkable
city. I haven't done anything particularly notable, I'm dealing with
a lot of stuff in my life and I feel pretty inadequate a lot of the
time, so what are you talking about??”
But
my friends, the good news is that this is the point. Just like Mary,
you haven't done anything in particular which caught God's eye and
you haven't earned special “favor with God” status. God just
favors you, no matter what is going on in your life, and loves you
with an unconditional love that endured even death on a cross so that
he could give you the favor of a new life. God is choosing you,
right now, favoring you, calling you to bear the Messiah not in your
womb, if you got one, but through your words and your actions,
however small, however unique, they may be.
Gabriel
tells Mary that she will not be alone in her calling to bear the
Savior of the world. “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the
power of the Most High will overshadow you,” he says. In your
baptism, you have been sealed with the same Holy Spirit and marked
with the cross of Christ forever. As in the words of a beloved
prayer, we do not know where we go but only that God's hand is
leading us and God's love is supporting us.
But
that's not all – Gabriel shows Mary that God can do impossible,
unbelievable things, like giving Elizabeth, her elderly, barren
relative, a son. Every day, God is doing impossible, unbelievable
things in our world, too. In this city, someone in need never needs
to go hungry, for there are people sharing God's love with a hot meal
three times a day, seven days a week. That's a miracle if you ask
me. Consider all this congregation has been through, and look at us
all here today, worshiping God and going out to do God's mission.
Nothing is impossible with God. Consider the miracle of life itself,
especially those whose very lives were called improbable. Consider
your own life, and the times when you saw no way out, or the
struggles and transformations through which God has brought you. For
nothing is impossible with God.
You
are here, favored ones, and God is calling you. Mary is not distant
nor is she perfect – she is like every one of us. God came to her
speaking impossible things, but through God's presence in Gabriel's
voice, through the promise of God's future presence and the witness
of God's great works, Mary was able to say “alright, God, here I
am, your servant. This is good stuff you're doing. I want some more
of it, count me in, let it be with me according to your word.”
Mary
did not jump off a cliff with blind faith. God came right to her,
favoring her, showing her his goodness. God comes right up to you,
in your unremarkable corner of the universe, favoring you. God is
giving you the opportunity in your life to be a disciple of Jesus, a
pretty remarkable thing in our society, and to do incredible things
like feed strangers and love your enemies. God is giving our
congregation the opportunity to be a blessing to our city in new,
unexpected ways. Four candles are lit, the Christ child is near, but
the angel has brought his news, and we wait these last days with a
vision of the impossible made possible, the Lord looking with favor
on all his lowly servants, the mighty cast down and the lowly lifted
up, the hungry filled and the rich sent away empty, the promise of
mercy made to our ancestors fulfilled in a totally unexpected way.
Amen, Come Lord Jesus!
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