PROPERS: ADVENT
4, YEAR B
TEXT: LUKE 1:26-38
PREACHED AT ST.
PAUL’S, MAGNOLIA SPRINGS, ON SUNDAY, DECEMBER 24, 2017.
ONE SENTENCE: Great movements may have surprising and humble
beginnings, and such is the story of Jesus.
The modern city of Nazareth is a
bustling, teeming city of 115,000 residents.
It is built on hills – some gently
rolling, some sharply climbing. Streets
are narrow. Traffic is congested. The
city is a typically crowded, compact Middle Eastern town. The streets are lined with small Arab shops,
with most displaying their wares on the sidewalks in front of their stores.
Today, Nazareth is predominantly
Muslim. The next largest portion of the
city is Jewish. A smaller segment is
Christian.
A pilgrim travels upward in the
city, ascending the hills toward the city’s apex. There, at the peak of the city, a traveler
finds some of the holiest ground in all of Christianity – the Basilica of the
Annunciation. Immediately adjacent, but
a separate church, is St. Joseph’s Chapel.
They are both Roman Catholic Churches.
Each has breathtaking places within.
The Basilica of the Annunciation is
a beautiful church. It was built in the 20th
century and has three public levels. The
visitor enters on the middle level, where the work of numerous artists depicts
the annunciation by the angel Gabriel to the young woman, Mary. The works of art are representative of the
many contributing nations from around the world.
The upper level is the primary
worship space. There are three large chancels
– side-by-side – with altars in each.
Smaller, side chapels are along the side walls of the nave. Above the three main altars are spectacular
mosaics – depicting the Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
But the heart of this beautiful
church is on the lower level. There,
behind an ornate gate, is a grotto – the cave in which tradition holds Mary
experienced the visit of the angel Gabriel.
The cave is believed to be the place
of the annunciation.
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In that day, 2000 years ago,
Nazareth was nothing like it is today.
It was a tiny, rural village in a
backwater part of Israel known as The Galilee.
No more than a few dozen people lived there – and their living
conditions were quite primitive.
Archeologists have uncovered the remains of the ancient village, and
their entirety is within the borders of the church property.
One needs only to visit the adjacent
St. Joseph’s Chapel to see origins of the town up-close. Entering that church,
the visitor goes down a flight of steps into the undercroft. It is in the undercroft that you can look
back 2,000 years to see the caves – yes, caves -- in which the people of
Nazareth lived.
That church marks the place which
tradition holds was Joseph’s carpentry shop and home. It was within those hard-hewn rock corridors
that Joseph worked, Jesus played and grew, Mary guided him, and Jesus grew into
the man we know.
And it all began in a small, rural
village – thousands of miles away.
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Anthropologist Margaret Mead once
said, “Never doubt the ability of a small
group of committed people to change the world.
Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”
Great movements have humble
beginnings. In no circumstance is that
saying more true than the story of Jesus.
The story begins with a young woman alone in a tiny village. She has a mystical religious experience that
is remembered in our gospel lesson today.
It is absolutely amazing that we are
commemorating that moment 2,000 years, several cultures, and thousands of miles
removed. All over the Christian world that moment is being relived today.
It is meaningful in this season to
hold in-mind these realities:
· -- A
young woman, living in a remote village, experienced a vision that changed the
world.
· -- That
a birth of a child ensued nine-months later – once again, in a small village
south of Jerusalem.
· -- Thirty
years later, that child – now a man – began an itinerant ministry in that rural
area in which he lived.
· -- A
small band of followers went with him, each step, as he preached, taught, and
healed.
· -- He
died a criminal’s death, hanging from a Roman cross.
· -- He
overcame death and appeared to that group of followers, who had previously
scattered for fear of their lives.
· -- Over
the next several decades, the number of his followers grew – and his life and
resulting teachings were memorialized in books and letters.
· -- The
followers refused to recant their beliefs, even at the pain of death.
· -- And
in the ensuing 18 centuries, the world has been transformed by that moment in a
cave, the faith of a young woman, and the life which resulted.
It
was not at all what was expected in the coming of the Messiah. The most common expectation of that era was
that the Messiah would be a great warrior, a powerful general, to lead the
Jewish forces against Rome.
The
Messiah would be an offspring of the great King David – 1,000 years after his
reign. The Messiah’s reign would be
modeled on that of David, and his son Solomon – the only time in history that
all Jewish people had been under the rule of a single king.
But,
as the old camp song goes, “Surprise,
surprise, God is a surprise. Right
before your eyes. It’s baffling to the
wise. Open up your eyes and see.”
The
history of the world pivoted. It all began so humbly… so inconspicuously… so
many years ago. And we and the world
still need to hear and be surprised by that unexpected good news today.
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