The Rev. Dr. Skip Ferguson
Manassas Presbyterian Church
Manassas, Virginia
December 18, 2016—Fourth
Sunday in Advent
Keeping It Well
To you is born this day … a
Savior,
who is the Messiah, the
Lord.”
(Luke
2:11)
“Humbug!”
“Humbug!”
Who among us doesn’t
know that word well,
the favorite word of
Ebenezer Scrooge,
Charles Dickens’
miserable, miserly,
money-grubbing,
misanthropic
creation.
Ebenezer Scrooge,
who thought
Christmas a waste of time
because it kept
people from business.
Scrooge, who barked
at his nephew,
“you keep Christmas
in your own way,
and let me keep it
in mine.”
To which his nephew
retorted,
“But you don’t keep
it!”
Ebenezer Scrooge,
described as a “squeezing,
wrenching,
grasping, scraping,
clutching, covetous
old sinner.
Hard and sharp as
flint.”
He couldn’t have
cared less about Christmas,
considered it a
humbug,
which back in
Victorian England
of the 1830s and 40s,
meant that he
thought those who went around
with smiles on their
faces saying,
“Merry Christmas” to
any and all,
were hypocrites,
insincere, phonies,
frauds:
“What’s Christmas
time,” he said,
but a time for
paying bills without money,
a time for finding
yourself a year older
and not an hour
richer.”
There was no joy on
Christmas Day for Scrooge,
nothing that tied the
day in his heart or mind
to the words of the
angel to the shepherds:
“I am bringing you good news of great joy
for all the people:
to you is born this day
in the city of David a Savior,
who is the Messiah, the Lord.”
Nothing that tied
the day in his heart or mind
to the story of the
Wise Men,
who “set out; and [followed] the star
that they had seen at its rising,
until it stopped over the place where the
child was.
[And] when they saw that the star had
stopped,
they were overwhelmed with joy.
[And] on entering the house,
they saw the child with Mary his mother;
and they knelt down and paid him homage.
Then, opening their treasure-chests,
they offered him gifts of gold,
frankincense, and myrrh.”
So, in Dickens’
marvelous story,
ghosts—spirits—
came to visit
Scrooge,
came to visit him to
open his eyes,
his mind, his heart
to the joy of
Christmas;
came to help him see
how others
celebrated the day with
all their hearts;
came to help him see
how men, women,
and children kept
Christmas,
and kept it well.
It was the Ghost of
Christmas Present
who showed Scrooge
how even his own clerk,
Bob Cratchit, and
his family,
kept the day
joyfully,
kept the day even
after Scrooge had earlier
snorted at Cratchit,
“You, a clerk, on 15
shillings a week,
with a wife and a
family,
talking about a
merry Christmas.
I’ll retire to
Bedlam”.
Bedlam: London’s terrifying
asylum for the insane.
Bob Cratchit may
well have been a poor clerk,
making barely enough
to get by,
but in his home,
as small as the room
might have been,
as spare as the
furnishings surely were,
as threadbare as was
the clothing
he and his family
wore,
there was warmth, happiness,
peace, contentment,
joy and love
as he and his family
kept Christmas.
Scrooge’s eyes were
finally opened, of course;
the ice that had
encased his heart
finally melted away
by all that he saw
that Christmas Eve
in the company of
the three spirits.
As he finally said
to the
Ghost of Christmas
Yet to Come,
“I will honor
Christmas in my heart,
and try to keep it
all the year.”
And, as the book and
the many movies tell us,
“Scrooge was better
than his word”.
Watch my favorite
version of the story,
the classic 1951
British film starring Alistair Sim,
and you’ll see
Scrooge walking
through London’s
streets,
a smile on his face,
waving to shop
keepers and passers-by,
putting a coin in
the cup of a beggar,
petting a dog,
and then, of course,
walking home
hand in hand with the
healthy Tiny Tim.
This is what
Christmas is;
This is what
Christmas should do to us:
melt our coldness,
warm our hearts,
fill us with joy.
This is what it is
not just to keep
Christmas,
but to keep it well.
Last week our
Confirmation Class students
talked with our
children about what presents
we might get Jesus
for his birthday.
How easy it is to overlook
the fact
that it is Jesus’ birthday
we are celebrating;
We should get him a
gift,
hang a stocking for
him and fill it.
But what gift should
we get him?
What should we put
in Jesus’ stocking?
What should we get
Jesus,
As our confirmands
asked our children:
should we get Jesus a
football?
the newest video
game?
a bicycle?
Jesus was always on
the go –
maybe a gift card to
Starbucks.
NO! our children all
shouted out.
They understand,
even if we grown-ups
forget.
They get it:
we should fill
Jesus’ stocking
with love,
compassion,
goodness,
forgiveness,
kindness,
patience,
unselfishness,
all those things the
apostle Paul calls
the fruits of the
spirit.
As the Bishop in
another classic Christmas movie,
“The Bishop’s Wife”,
suggests,
“the stretched out hand
of tolerance”.
Doesn’t our world
need that now more than ever?
Aren’t those the
gifts
we should put in
Jesus’ stocking?
And, if we did that,
wouldn’t that help
us, each of us,
to keep Christmas,
keep it well,
help us to do as
Scrooge promised to do:
honor Christmas in
our hearts,
and try to keep it
all the year?
In a few minutes our Choir will sing a lovely piece,
and the words, if we listen to them,
if we hang onto to them,
if we take them with us,
will surely help us keep Christmas:
“Let the stars in the sky
remind us of man’s compassion.
Let us love ‘til we die,
and God bless us, ev’ryone.
In your heart there’s a light
as bright as a star in heaven.
Let it shine through the night,
and God bless us, ev’ryone.
‘Till each child is fed,
‘til all men are free,
‘til the world becomes a family.
Star by star up above and
kindness by human kindness,
light this world with your love
and God bless us, ev’ryone.”
“It was always said of Scrooge
that he knew how to keep Christmas well,
if anyone alive possessed the knowledge.
May that be truly said of us,…all of us.
And so, as Tiny Tim observed,
God bless us, Every One!”
For “I am bringing you good news of great joy
for all the people:
to you is born this day … a Savior,
who is the Messiah, the Lord.”
Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace
and goodwill among all people.”
God bless us —
everyone.
AMEN
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