Those of you who were present in worship the first Sunday of advent may be a bit nervous today. It was hope Sunday and I began with a description of life behind bars in the federal prison in Angola and it was a bit of a downer. You may fear what I may do to joy, our theme for today.
But how could I dare to mess up joy! I mean joy is the goal of Christmas lights and sleigh bells in the snow. Joy is sharing and remembering. It is warm socks by the fire and hot chocolate with candy cane sticks.
Joy is connection and renewal, forgiveness and forgetting why forgiveness is needed.
Joy is recovery, of health, body and soul.
Joy is giggles and the sticky faces of children. And God bless us everyone!
Joy is snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.
It can start at our toes and leap to our hearts and it shouts from the rooftops. Singing Joy to the world. All the boys and girls. Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea. Joy to you and me.
Joy is quiet and still and deep and begs only to be whispered.
Joy makes it all worthwhile.
Joy to the world, the lord has come.
Make your own list. Sing your own song.
Hear the words of Isaiah. Read.
I should tell you some about Isaiah. There are at least four different writers in the name of the prophet Isaiah and the books covers a long time in the history of the people of Israel. And at this time, when one of the lsaiahs is writing, things are looking a little rocky. The leader, King A, has to make a decision about which horse he will back, rather said, which army he will instruct his army fight with, this one or that one and frankly everyone is tired of fighting and joy can only be measured in thimbles.
Puts me in mind of where Syria might be today, with the future unknown, except no one believes all the fighting is over, for real. The joy of finding those who were held prisoners, is fast dampened by the grief of finding who is not there. Who is missing. Those who didn't make it to the end.
But this particular Isaiah, puts joy back on the table as a possibility. He says, God knows what you are going through.
God offers you comfort and joy. Water when you are thirsty.
Help.
And Isaiah says, God will save you, so you have nothing to fear. And then there are the three important words, at that time.
At that time, you will celebrate the greatness of God. So, this we understand.
At that time, when the day comes, in that day.
Pick a translation, but it all means the same: not now.
That picture of connection with God is for some time, but not now.
We are possibility people.
We live with the mess and search for evidence of God's work at hand. And we seek the joy we have been promised.
We believe the promise, but we ask for help today. And tomorrow. And in the new year.
The baby was born in a stable, died on a cross, ascended into heaven, and we pray each Sunday for the kingdom of God to come on earth, and at that time, we will shout aloud and sing for joy because of God's wonderful deeds.
Possibility people are faithful people.
We know we are not alone.
We are part of the possibility community that stretches around the globe. We don't have to make God's possibility a reality in isolation.
God is our help.
Possibility people practice faithfulness in the not yet time. We search for justice, we long for peace, we live in hope.
And we follow in the footsteps of millions of people over the centuries who have done the same.
In that day.
I don't want to mess up joy.
It is the fuel for our spirits that makes living in the not yet time liveable.
So, I invite you to make your own list of what gives you joy and find your own song and lift your own voices.
Benediction means the good word and so I give you the good word. Joy to the world. Joy to you and me. Amen.