facing christmas head on

Cheryl has posted a wonderful prayer as we prepare for Christmas: She writes:

“a prayer for those who, like me, are wondering where they’ll find the spark of inspiration in the preparation for christmas…

i do not have Mary’s faith
in the impossible
though i know i once did

i remember when the idea that the divine would be born into this world
was real
(miraculous but eminently possible)
when hope was ready, waiting for my bidding
when cynicism was just a front -
the humorous corrective to the optimism
which inevitably, relentlessly won.

i just want to warn you,
source of all life,
that this year -
when i can’t find the faith to face another Christmas
as though it were again the first,
when i will simply be relying on the memory of those that have passed
to pull me through -

you have your work cut out for you.”

15 Responses to “facing christmas head on”

  1. 1
    Sanders Says:

    At the risk of being un-Australian, why not remain sober this pissmas?

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    Luke Says:

    Why would you want to? Christmas is bad enough without having to be sober through it all.

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    Bring Back EP at LP Says:

    This sounds as though the person is no longer a christian.

    They no longer believe in a virgin birth or Jesus’s deity.

    They have confused hope and now have little idea of what Christmas is about at all.

    Very sad and a prayer is definitely needed for Cheryl.

    Let us hope , biblical speaking, She recognises what Christmas is all about and believes in that

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    emanresu Says:

    Sounds more to me like a call out to God to help her remember what Christmas is all about and how sad this world is compared to how it should have been after Jesus.

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    cheryl Says:

    hey Homer

    I am “the person”

    I recognise neither myself nor my faith in your comments about me.

    i’m honoured you’ve put the prayer here Phil, thanks! and i’ll get you the promo for Pete Rollins very soon…

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    Bring Back EP at LP Says:

    Good to hear it.

    Can only call it as it reads however.

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    Greg the explorer Says:

    I think you mean you like to cal it as you read it - as we all do - it’s good to remember that we don’t always get the message as she was intended to be - and that is not teh fault of the message or the giver of the mesage - it is as it is!

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    bec Says:

    Great poem, Cheryl. It would resonate with many people I know.

    Homer, my church often runs a service that is aimed at creating a “space for grieving” at around Christmas time. Christmas is very hard for a lot of people - for many, it’s not a time of happiness, but a time of immense sadness, of being confronted head-on with what they have lost.

    I read that poem exactly as emanrescu did. As Greg notes, we all read things differently. I can’t help but notice that you seem to always assume that people have lost their faith.

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    Greg the explorer Says:

    This was posted by: jimmy | over at http://maggidawn.typepad.com/maggidawn/2005/11/advent_poems.html

    Teenage pregnancy
    single Mother
    a shoulder to lean on
    and she loves him
    like an older brother
    Homeless
    a blanket spread on straw
    upon the breast
    her new born baby clings
    the first millennium begins

    I thought it quite beautiful along with this one from John Betjeman

    Advent 1955

    The Advent wind begins to stir
    With sea-like sounds in our Scotch fir,
    It’s dark at breakfast, dark at tea,
    And in between we only see
    Clouds hurrying across the sky
    And rain-wet roads the wind blows dry
    And branches bending to the gale
    Against great skies all silver pale
    The world seems travelling into space,
    And travelling at a faster pace
    Than in the leisured summer weather
    When we and it sit out together,
    For now we feel the world spin round
    On some momentous journey bound -
    Journey to what? to whom? to where?
    The Advent bells call out ‘Prepare,
    Your world is journeying to the birth
    Of God made Man for us on earth.’

    And how, in fact, do we prepare
    The great day that waits us there -
    For the twenty-fifth day of December,
    The birth of Christ? For some it means
    An interchange of hunting scenes
    On coloured cards, And I remember
    Last year I sent out twenty yards,
    Laid end to end, of Christmas cards
    To people that I scarcely know -
    They’d sent a card to me, and so
    I had to send one back. Oh dear!
    Is this a form of Christmas cheer?
    Or is it, which is less surprising,
    My pride gone in for advertising?
    The only cards that really count
    Are that extremely small amount
    From real friends who keep in touch
    And are not rich but love us much
    Some ways indeed are very odd
    By which we hail the birth of God.

    We raise the price of things in shops,
    We give plain boxes fancy tops
    And lines which traders cannot sell
    Thus parcell’d go extremely well
    We dole out bribes we call a present
    To those to whom we must be pleasant
    For business reasons. Our defence is
    These bribes are charged against expenses
    And bring relief in Income Tax
    Enough of these unworthy cracks!
    ‘The time draws near the birth of Christ’.
    A present that cannot be priced
    Given two thousand years ago
    Yet if God had not given so
    He still would be a distant stranger
    And not the Baby in the manger

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    Greg the explorer Says:

    http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7932/1177/1600/612069/santachrist.jpg here’s a great picture for all you santa lovers

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    Toddy Says:

    ” my church often runs a service that is aimed at creating a “space for grieving” at around Christmas time”

    Can you tell me more about this Bec? I’ve done similar things at Mother’s/Father’s Day, but those who are ‘happy’ then are more than ok with allowing space for this sentiment. Not sure how I could do it at Christmas when everyone is trying soooo hard to be upbeat…

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    Greg the explorer Says:

    Poems for Christmas: Mary’s Song

    Blue homespun and the bend of my breast
    keep warm this small hot naked star
    fallen to my arms. (Rest …
    you who have had so far to come.)
    Now nearness satisfies
    the body of God sweetly. Quiet he lies
    whose vigor hurled a universe. He sleeps
    whose eyelids have not closed before.
    His breath (so slight it seems
    no breath at all) once ruffled the dark deeps
    to sprout a world. Charmed by doves’ voices,
    the whisper of straw, he dreams,
    hearing no music from his other spheres.
    Breath, mouth, ears, eyes
    he is curtailed who overflowed all skies,
    all years. Older than eternity, now he
    is new. Now native to earth as I am, nailed
    to my poor planet, caught
    that I might be free, blind in my womb
    to know my darkness ended,
    brought to this birth for me to be new-born,
    and for him to see me mended
    I must see him torn.

    Luci Shaw

    from http://maggidawn.typepad.com/maggidawn/

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    bec Says:

    Hi Toddy,
    sorry, I only just saw your post.

    Umm…well, I guess the “vibe” of the poems above is sort of what we aim for. We try to use the worship services as an opportunity to create a space for people to mourn about broken/lost relationships, people, to be open about the loneliness and grief that characterises Christmas for many people, to acknowledge things like the fact that rates of divorce, separation and suicide skyrocket just before and just after Christmas. I often use Taize songs in services…it’s getting a bit old and passe for many people, but I still find it a very powerful tool for meditation (esp. since most of us in the developed west find it very hard to sit still, let alone be silent for very long!). Liturgies, poetry, prayers that reflect on the varied experiences of Christmas. Things like candle lighting…all the usual ‘reflective’ stuff. So many Christmas services are full of happy, joyful Christmas carols that even doing the most basic things like having a contemplative service with lots of silence, quiet prayers, and candle-lighting can be a good start to creating a space for people to grieve!!

    I guess also broadening the theological aspects…sure, Christmas is a time to celebrate the birth of the Messiah, but we’re also celebrating the birth of a little baby that was born to die, a little baby that we - thousands of years later - was to face a horrific end in many senses. And don’t forget the hundreds or maybe thousands of kids that were (maybe?) slaughtered due to the predicted arrival of the Messiah…

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    bec Says:

    Oh…and Toddy…I guess it’s fairly easy for us to have these sorts of services in my community, because it’s one that’s very familiar with issues like homelessness, drug and alcohol abuse, mental health/ill health issues. But I also think that you might be surprised by how open even those who are “celebrating” are to creating spaces for those who need to “grieve”. I’m not someone for whom life is very difficult - I’m very fortunate in that sense. I absolutely LOVE Christmas…but that doesn’t mean that I don’t wrestle with questions about justice and fairness at Christmas time…I’m going off to all these corporate functions where there’s insanely expensive booze, and I know that there’s plenty of kids in Australia - let alone elsewhere in the world! - that won’t be getting much to eat, let alone any presents…

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    Toddy Says:

    Good thoughts Bec, ta.