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Christmas Eve, "Sing her song"


Christmas Eve Narrative 4 BFC 2017
Luke 1:46-55
December 24, 2017

          What song are you singing tonight?  What lyric poetry gives definition to your life?  I know Sophia and I regularly ride to Sunday worship listening to Kelly Clarkson’s “Love So Soft” or Cake’s “Short Skirt, Long Jacket.”  We like to car jam and we’re quite embarrassing once we get rocking.  Or maybe the song you are singing tonight has a holiday flare, something that puts you in the mood, has you ready for tonight’s Christmas Eve or tomorrow’s Christmas Day.  Away in a manger?  Joy to the world?  O come, all ye faithful?  Darn hymnal writers.  Changing all the words. 
Tonight, before us, the first Scripture read, was the song of a young Jewish girl, Mary of Nazareth.  The song is one deep within the memory of the Jewish people, similar to the one the Jewish matriarch, Hannahm sang.[1] 
In a gloss of the Bible, prophets appear as future predictors.  We are told in some traditions of Christian faith that they arrive on the scene to tell us of the coming of the Messiah, the Second Coming, the rapture.  In a deeper read, however, prophets are truth-tellers.  They see an alternative reality, a deeper reality, and they know that if the present political and economic practices continue, practices that contradict the heart of God, the path to disaster is being made.   And these prophets have their ear to the ground.  These prophets know that slowly, surely, like an underground stream, like a soft heartbeat, God is carving, piecing together, finding an alternative way, sometimes with practices that seem nonsensical in the wider world.  These practices are fundamental to bringing about God’s hope, peace, justice, and joy for the flourishing of God’s good earth.  These prophets poetically, boldly, with developing clarity, call out the powers and principalities and their practices.[2] 
          Prophets often call out with poetic language or odd public displays and re-enactments because they know that the empire has bought off its wonks, its experts, to provide facts and statistics repeated, repeated, and repeated to reinforce the empire’s dominant, eternal status.   
          And in the Bible, the prophet is often marked by a liturgical call and response.  It begins with Moses.  God calls, tells Moses his vocation, and Moses responses, “Here am I.”
The angel Gabriel beams into Nazareth and shares with the young girl Mary the vocation to which God calls her. Mary responds with the classic faithful rejoinder of the prophet, “Here am I.”  Here am I.  Immediately, we know who Mary is.  She is a prophet.  She is a truth-teller.  In lyrical poetry, she sings and reveals to the world God’s heart.  Though we might reference Mary as “tender and mild”[3] in the Christmas hymn we sing with candlelight tonight, her song is a vision of radical reversal.  The arrogant and wealthy are torn down.  The lowly and poor are lifted up. 
As Gustavo Gutierrez wrote, “Any exegesis [or interpretation] is fruitless that attempts to tone down what Mary’s song tells us about preferential love of God for the lowly and the abused, and about the transformation of history that God’s loving will implies.”[4]
But I’m not sure we are ready for that.  I’m not sure we want to catch that rhythm and then sing that song.  One of the most difficult struggles people of progressive faith often have is “God.”  We do not know what to do with God.  We have reduced God to a romantic notion of a former time--when people were a little bit more open, hate was not as strong, and, “Oh, do you remember that time when we raised that whole ark of animals for the Heifer Project?”  We have no healthy fear of a God who may be working to change the world as it is.  Evangelical Christianity created an expectation for all of us that worship would be entertainment and have better production value.  Progressive Christianity made God for all of us into a romantic, superstitious notion with no healthy fear of what God might be doing to transform history on behalf of the poor.  We like the tune of Mary’s song, the Magnificat, but the words are problematic.  We dare not take the words seriously.  They are subversive.

        • When the evangelical Anglican missionary Henry Martyn went out to Calcutta as chaplain to the East India Company in 1805, he was appalled to discover that the British authorities had banned the recitation of the Magnificat at Evensong. On the final day of British rule in India in 1947, Mahatma Gandhi, who was not a Christian, requested that this song be read in all places where the British flag was being lowered.
        • After Chilean dictator General Augustine Pinochet came to power in a 1973 military coup, he banned the Magnificat as a public prayer.
        • The Magnificat’s prophetic speech was banned in the mid 1970s in Argentina after the Mothers of the Disappeared used it to call for nonviolent resistance to the military junta.
        • During the 1980s, the government of Guatemala found the ideas raised by Mary’s proclamation of God’s special concern for the poor to be so dangerous and revolutionary that the government banned any public recitation of Mary’s words.[5]

When rightly heard, the song of a young Jewish girl, Mary’s song, the Magnificat, is considered subversive and dangerous to those who take it seriously.  But you have to believe that God might just be at work to effect the transformation of history.  Otherwise, we’ll dress Mary in blue, place her next to Joseph in the nativity and have her reflecting and pondering in her heart. 
          I want to suggest something that might seem a little strange for what should be assumed in a place of faith like ours.  Tonight, I want you to take God seriously.  I want you to begin believing that you are not alone.  That is one of the great imperial lies in our time, as people praise a new tax reform proposal that will put money in their individual pockets.  It is the lie we are told over and over--that we are alone in this world.  We are not supposed to be piecing together the great Commonwealth or midwifing the great transformation to God’s empire where the economically poor are seen as the people of God’s own heart . . . God’s empire where people in recovery are not immoral but symptoms of a societal tear that is ruptured, a community wound that needs to be tended . . . God’s empire where the good earth is given to us as a shared inheritance and a reflection of God’s communal image . . . God’s empire where we belong to each other and are to see one another as keeper and neighbor.  In some Native American traditions, one of the harshest criticisms one can make about another is to say, ‘You behave as if you have no relatives.’”[6] In God’s empire, you know that relatives are everywhere.
          You behave as if you have no relatives, like you are self-made, in all of your arrogance and self-congratulatory patriotism, in all of your aggrandizement of war and militarism, as if the good earth were yours to exploit, use, and mine. 
          George Lakoff, linguistic professor and author, recently wrote out the conservative moral hierarchy, beginning with God above Humankind, Humankind above Nature, The Disciplined (Strong) above The Undisciplined (Weak), The Rich above the Poor, going on and on.  If there is anything that should be self-evident from Mary’s song, it is that Christmas is all about God overthrowing this moral hierarchy.  We are not alone.  Emmanuel.  God is not above us.  God is with us. 
          I know, for many of us, it is difficult to have hope in this winter of moral values.  But that is how it was for a young Jewish woman from a backwater town in the Roman Empire.  Remember as author Mary Hood said, that as far as the eye can see, “There’s no difference between a bare tree and a dead tree in the winter.”[7]  We are in a church season and perhaps a time in our world where we must pay attention to the light in the midst of the deep night and carefully stoke the embers of our communal souls, calling to ourselves sisters and brothers, siblings and cousins, those people who look nothing like our family, and caring for and tending the good earth even when the sap is not running.
          For those who have ears to hear, Mary is once again lifting up her song.  I pray it is the song you are singing tonight and will be singing in all future nights so that tyrants and tax reform artists will know that your soul is not up for sale.  I pray that the lyrical poetry of Mary’s song gives definition to all of our lives.  God is piecing together the universe with thimble and thread.  Your square is required to make a quilt of extravagant welcome and love for the new day that is seeking to be born on this evening.  I beg of you, on this evening, I want you to believe God is at work. 
Mary of Nazareth lifts her voice.  Sing her song.  Sing her song.  Amen. 


[1]This is a common practice among faith storytellers.  So that the present leader might have authority, the name of an ancient leader or their language is invoked.  The Qur’an tells the story of Mary invoking the story of the Muslim faith ancestor, Hagar:  Then [Mary] conceived him; and withdrew with him to a remote place. ‏And the throes of childbirth drove her to the trunk of a palm-tree. She said: Oh, would that I had died before this, and had been a thing quite forgotten! ‏So a voice came to her from beneath her: Grieve not, surely thy Lord has provided a stream beneath thee. ‏ And shake towards thee the trunk of the palm-tree, it will drop on thee fresh ripe dates. ‏So eat and drink and cool the eye.” —Qur'an 19:22-26
[2]“How God Intervenes:  Kenyatta Gilbert talks with Walter Brueggemann about the prophetic call in 2018,” Sojourners, January 2018.
[3]“The song of Mary is the oldest Advent hymn. It is at once the most passionate, the wildest, one might even say the most revolutionary Advent hymn ever sung. This is not the gentle, tender, dreamy Mary whom we sometimes see in paintings; this is the passionate, surrendered, proud, enthusiastic Mary who speaks out here. . . . This song . . . is a hard, strong, inexorable song about collapsing thrones and humbled lords of this world, about the power of God and the powerlessness of humankind.” —German theologian and pastor Dietrich Bonhoeffer
[4]Elizabeth Johnson, Truly Our Sister: A Theology of Mary in the Communion of Saints, (Continuum, New York, 2003), p. 269.
[5]Ken Sehested, “Signs of the Times,” Prayer & politiks, December 13, 2017.  http://www.prayerandpolitiks.org/signs-of-the-times/2017/12/13/news-views-notes-and-quotes.2968921 citing these sources:  Bonnie Jensen, “We Sing Mary’s Song,” World and World; John Dear, Mary of Nazareth, Prophet of Peace; Frederic and Mary Ann Brussat, “Birthday of Mary, the Mother of Jesus”; Craig Greenfield, “Here’s what you need to know about the REAL war on Christmas” ; Dietrich Bonhoeffer, quote from The Mystery of Holy Night, a compilation of Bonhoeffer’s sermons and writings on Christmas; Dan Clendenin, “The Subversive Song of the Mother of God: Mary's Magnificat,” in The Journey with Jesus: Notes to Myself
[6]Ken Sehested, “Silent Night:  An Advent Poem,” Prayer & politiks,http://www.prayerandpolitiks.org/other-poems/2017/12/04/silent-night.2955702.
[7]Ibid.

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