One of the worst parts of turning the calendar page from one year to the next is that we are inundated with messages intended to convince us that something is radically wrong with us and we need to commit ourselves full-bore in the New Year to make the necessary changes. You know what I’m talking about. These sorts of ads are relentless, promising to help us lose weight or exercise more or drop a bad habit – and all for a bargain price. While these ads always seem to get our attention (and strike a guilt chord or two in the process), we never seem to be able to follow through in seeing the changes materialize. To quote Jesus, “the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.”
By this time in the season, my guess is that you’ve pretty much finished up with everyone on your Christmas list. If you haven’t, let me remind you that the time is running out. You’ve only got a couple of days left, and you’d better get on the ball this afternoon or tomorrow.
Each of us has his or her favorite Christmas carol, and to paraphrase Luke’s birth narrative, we are “sorely disappointed” when it doesn’t get sung during the season. Of course, some we enjoy more than others, but the carol that most likely rates a place on everyone’s list is the old standard, “Silent Night, Holy Night,” which we sing at MBBC every Christmas Eve.