LOOK

 

Isaiah 60:1-6

Intro

 

This past Thursday was the 12th day of Christmas, also known as Epiphany, the celebration of the manifestation of Jesus Christ to the world.  That’s the general definition of this day. 

 

More specifically, Epiphany remembers three different things: Jesus’ baptism, Jesus’ first miracle, when he changed water into wine at the wedding feast in Cana, as well as the visit of the magi, although this understanding came quite a bit later.  This morning’s passage, at least on the surface speaks to the third of these understandings in that we hear the words of gold and frankincense.

 

However, how these words were originally understood were as God’s ability to bring light to a situation that was so very bleak and gloomy.  In its original context, these words stood as a beacon of hope that the people of Israel who had been scattered to the wind after their country had been conquered by a foreign military and economic power, had a path to restoration, and a light to illuminate those steps.  As Christians, we recognize that light as Jesus Christ, the message that he brought, and the sacrifice that he made so that we might have the opportunity to be made whole.

 

Darkness comes in a whole lot of different forms and my guess is if we went around the pews here this morning (don’t worry, we’re not), we would be able to find as many difficulties as we have people in attendance.  We have been told that there is a light to help quell that darkness.  The thing is, are we going to open our eyes and lift our heads to see where the light is shining?  A light can shine in the darkness but if we are unwilling to seek it out, it will do us no good.  We need to lift our countenance, observe the light and bring all that we have, and all that we are.  The scripture reads this way.

 

Isaiah 60:1-6 

  

60 Arise, shine; for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you.  2 For darkness shall cover the earth, and thick darkness the peoples; but the Lord will arise upon you, and his glory will appear over you.  3 Nations shall come to your light, and kings to the brightness of your dawn. 4 Lift up your eyes and look around; they all gather together, they come to you; your sons shall come from far away, and your daughters shall be carried on their nurses’ arms.  5 Then you shall see and be radiant; your heart shall thrill and rejoice, because the abundance of the sea shall be brought to you, the wealth of the nations shall come to you.

6 A multitude of camels shall cover you, the young camels of Midian and Ephah; all those from Sheba shall come.  They shall bring gold and frankincense, and shall proclaim the praise of the Lord.

 

“Look!”

 

Christmas gift opening has felt very different from the Christmas’s of my youth.  As a kid, I remember sneaking downstairs to see if Santa had arrived, and then would sit on the top step of the staircase waiting with anxious excitement for my parents to awake.  However, up until I jumped into the deep end of the parenting pool, it had lost its joy.  Maybe that’s what happens when you and your siblings grow up.  You forget the joy of opening a gift and just being wowed.  Back then, it didn’t matter what was underneath the paper, because you became excited by whatever was revealed. 

 

However, and thankfully so, I was led to jump into the joy that is parenthood and over the last seven years I have been reminded year after year of the joy of gift giving and receiving.  The extended part of my side of the family was able to do this on New Year’s Day.  Now, at this point, I almost expect the kids to have a great time.  But this year I watched my youngest brother Kyle have an equally great time giving a gift to Austin. 

 

Now Kyle is my little brother, but he is not little.  His 27 year old frame towers above me by a solid five inches.  But he is still very much a kid at heart.  Now Kyle knows that Austin likes superheros, and really likes Iron Man.  He also knows that Austin likes to pretend that he is that character.  So he combined those two and proceeded to purchase, a giant, talking Iron Man mask. 

 

So there is my five year old, horribly excited about the idea of becoming Iron Man, and there is his 27 year old uncle equally excited to see his nephew ‘become’ Iron Man.  As soon as the mask was removed from the box (which was no small task, mind you!), Kyle dug in with an excitement that I haven’t seen in years, getting the mask to fit Austin.  Within minutes Austin was sitting there, well, let me give you the visual (Picture Pastor Ryan wearing an Iron Man mask): Austin was sitting next to a beaming Kyle looking like this, excited as all get out because not only could he play Iron Man, he could be Iron Man.  (The mask comes off at this point)  There have been points over the last week where Austin has walked through the house asking the question, “where’s my head?  I can’t find my head!”  Yeah, he loved the gift.  And Kyle certainly loved giving it.  I could literally hear the smile on his face as he talked about finding the mask at the toy store (at which point Kyle’s wife Alysha said, “yeah, don’t let Kyle loose in a toy store: it’s not a good idea!”).

 

It was just great to be able to see and experience that joy.  In an of itself, that was an amazing gift.       

 

It is in this vein of gift giving that we hear this morning’s passage that speaks, as the Isaiah passage on Christmas Eve spoke of as well, of a light coming into the world to help lead the lives of those who had dwelled in darkness. 

 

We know that the gift that is spoken of in these verses is Jesus.  Through the eyes of faith, we know that this is the case.  And yet, at least as how we respond to it, there are way too many of us who have become coarsened to this truth. 

 

The reason that I say this is because we act like the light of Christ as we receive it in the words of the nativity and in our passage this morning, are something that we are in control of, like we can use it, or return it, at our discretion.  The light of Christ is not a commodity!  The light of Christ is a gift that we need to learn how to receive like a youngster saying, “Look at the gift that was given to me!  How lucky am I!  Somebody must really love me!” 

 

Because here’s the thing: God does love you.  God loves you so much that he would send his son into the world to live, die, and be raised so that we might have the opportunity to be brought back into a right relationship with the Almighty. 

 

We celebrate communion not because we’re remembering ‘a really good guy’ but because the gift that we have received is one that needs to be recognized and celebrated often.  The breaking of the bread and the sharing of the cup is a time to remember that the love of God is a precious gift, a gift that should implore us to say to ourselves, and all those around us, “Look at what has been given to us!”

 

I had been receiving communion for 11 years before I was able to assist in administering it.  The first time that I was able to do this was at Christ Church on Quaker Hill up in Pawling, NY.  The way that most of the congregation received communion was that they would come forward and kneel at a rail that surrounded the pulpit area.  I went to each person with the bread and they would tear off a piece.  The minister followed behind with the cup and each person would dip their bread into the cup and then wait for either the minister or I to offer a few words. 

 

It started out without a hitch.  Then I started to think about what I was doing, what I had become a part of, and all of a sudden I wasn’t just handing out bread or saying a few nice words anymore: I was sharing and remembering the gift of light that is Jesus the Christ. 

 

By the time the second group of people had come forward, I was just weeping.  I pretty sure the minister was looking at me thinking, “What is wrong with this kid?  Did he stub his toe?  Did someone dislocate his finger while they were trying to tear off some bread?  What’s the matter here?” 

 

But it wasn’t at all that anything was wrong.  It was that I had been reminded in a very real way that this meal is a special time to remember just how amazing the gift of Jesus truly is.  In that service of communion I was reminded of how Jesus is anything but a commodity.  In that service I was reminded that Jesus is the light that will guide me regardless of the darkness that I have placed myself in.  Jesus is that light.  Jesus is that gift.  As I think back on it now, it felt a lot like Kyle and Austin a little over a week ago: so grateful to be connected to one another in a loving relationship.   

 

Communion represents the gift that is found in the light of Jesus Christ.  How will you receive it?  Like someone who has seen it all and is horribly unimpressed? 

 

Or like a child, who declares in wonder, “Look!”  Remember the words of Jesus as he said to his disciples, “Let the children come unto me, and do not stop them for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”  Open your heart, soul, and mind to the fact that in the light of Christ we have truly received an amazing gift.  Open your life as you open that gift again in communion and declare boldly, as only a child knows how, “Look!” 

  

After Sermon Prayer

 

Holy and gracious Lord, You truly are the gift of all gifts and yet there are many days when we live as if what You have given is so commonplace.  Open us up to the truth that Your light is that which is able to redeem, and transform; Your light is the gift that is able to make us say to the entirety of the world, “Look!  Look at how much I am loved!”  It is in Jesus’ name that we do pray.   Amen.