'This night of wonder, night of joy, was born the Christ, our brother;
he comes, not mighty to destroy, to bid us love each other.'
---Fred Pratt Green
I will admit it. I am not impressed by royalty. Did not stay up till the middle of the night for the royal wedding. Disney princesses don't do it for me. Royal Danish butter cookies are no better than any other brand. So a lot of the songs, and talk, at Christmas about the newborn King don't bowl me over. Kings the world has always had, plenty, too many. Good kings, evil kings, weak kings, sun kings --- there've been all kinds. The royalty of Jesus doesn't particularly distinguish him from others before him.
Ah, but Jesus was not just King, but Brother. Not come in might, but entering our world as the weakest of creatures: a baby human. Come claiming kinship with humanity in common birth, and in a common life to follow. Jesus' spectacular, powerful call? Love each other. Jesus, our brother, calls us to love like sisters and brothers, and to change the world not by might, but by love.
Night of wonder, indeed.
Joy, to welcome our brother...
No comments:
Post a Comment