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I am still amazed at little, seemingly hidden verses that strike me from time to time. In recent years, it seems to always happen at Christmas. Last night was no different.

Our congregation travels to a local rehabilitation and nursing facility every other Wednesday night to sing and fellowship with a special group of residents. Last night was our final visit for 2017. So, we sang through the entire Christmas, er, I mean, “Special Themes” section of our hymnal. True, there are several important Christmas hymns and carols noticeably absent from this particular compilation (O Come, O Come, Emmanuel, God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen, Sing We Now of Christmas, I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, Infant Holy, Infant Lowly, just to name a few).

We came to It Came Upon the Midnight Clear. And we started in, just like we’d sung it time and time again. But we came to the third verse, and there it was, and it hit me right between the eyes.

I must make a note here before going into that lyric: We in Churches of Christ have missed the boat on a LOT of the rich, broader Christian hymnody of Advent and Christmas. Not only that, but we’ve bred a culture of singing that skips stanzas. So many of our hymns and songs were constructed to tell a story…especially, this is the case in so many of these Christmas carols and songs…they tell of the full narrative, of the prophets foretelling the coming of Messiah, of Mary’s encounter with the angels, of the manger, and of the upside-down-ness of Jesus’ coming and our waiting for his second advent, his return…living in that in-between. We’d do well to sing all of these stanzas, and to broaden our choices to include hymns and carols with a rich heritage, while also looking to include new hymns such as Matt Boswell’s Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery which tell the Christ story in with a wonderful new tune and rich text. Listen to the original here, then you can buy the a cappella version here. You can also read the comments of my friend and professor, Dr. Scott Aniol about omitting Christmas stanzas in a recent Baptist Press article here.


I digress…
So often, these Christmas hymns include a story of how our world is doing anything but living in the reality of God’s world-changing love, as shown through Jesus. I’ve written before about hymns like O Come, O Come Emmanuel and O Holy Night and how they sing into just how we are to live out that love in the here and now. So often, these ignored stanzas speak of the sadness of war and the lack of love for brother and sister humankind…

This verse is no different. Consider these lyrics.
Edmund H. Sears (1810-1876)

3 Yet with the woes of sin and strife
the world has suffered long;
beneath the angel strain have rolled
two thousand years of wrong;
and warring humankind hears not
(Some hymnals use the original, “and man, at war with man hears not”)
the love song which they bring.
O hush the noise and cease your strife,
and hear the angels sing.

Considering this hymn was written over 140 years ago, the commentary on the warring between humankind and the plea with us to cease our strife is all the more powerful, and all the more relevant for us today.

And it sets up the closing stanza, now more important than ever to sing in light of stanza 3.

4 For lo, the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years,
Shall come the time foretold.
When the new heaven and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace their King,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.

In our living and loving, may we send back heavenward, and to our brothers and sisters, the “song the angels sang.”

And may we sing these hymns and the rich stories they offer in their entirety…and may we be changed because of it.

The Bible is the Story of God. This morning I finished my journey “thru the Bible” for 2017, Genesis to Malachi; Tobit to 4 Maccabees; Matthew to Revelation. The Bible is the Story of God.

But the Bible is more than that. The Bible is the story of God with the world, with creation.

The world looms large in the biblical narrative from the beginning to the end. Creation is the canvas upon which the Story of God is painted. Scripture bears witness to people who had no idea they would one day be “in the Bible.” These are not people who were super righteous, doing amazing, wonderful things. Rather they are mere humans groping around in the darkness wondering what is going on.

In fact, if Hollywood did a movie using the literal script of the biblical text, many Christians would protest the movie as sacrilege.  Why? Because there is a lot of darkness in the biblical text.  But then there is darkness in the world. And the Bible is the Story of God with the world.

Christmas and the Story of Lament

This morning, I’ve been reflecting on the whole biblical narrative in light of a coming Christmas lament service based on Matthew 2.13-18.

Now after they had left, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, ‘Get up, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there until I tell you; for Herod is about to search for the child, to murder him.”

“Then Joseph go up, took the child and his mother by night, and went to Egypt, and remained their until the death of Herod. This was to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet, ‘Out of Egypt I have called my son.’

“When Herod saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, he few into a rage and sent and murdered all the boys in and around Bethlehem who were two years old and younger, according to the time he learned from the wise men. Then was fulfilled what had been spoken through the prophet Jeremiah:

“A voice was heard in Ramah,
wailing and crying,
Rachel weeping for her children;
she refused to be consoled,
because her children were dead

This is the part of the Christmas story never seen in Nativity sets.

Ruminating on Revelation’s promise, on the last page of the Bible, of “wiping away all tears” (21.4; cf. Isa 25.8), I connected the text with Matthew 2. Those tears were no longer merely my tears. They were Rachel’s. Then they were suddenly Mary’s. Then they were the tears of all creation, refusing to accept platitudes for the skubala in this world.

Is Rachel not a symbol for Mary too?

Mary will see her son brutalized with Roman precision, as he hangs on the cross. I can certainly imagine Mary “refusing to be comforted” in the face of her son’s lament, “my God, my God ...”

The Gospel embraces the suffering world from Christmas to Cross. Redemption does not deny the pain but is witnessed to by God. Revelation completes the promise of Eden and the reaffirmation of those promises at Christmas.

God has heard our lamentation and God has come. God did not turn away from our cries and tears.  In the person of Jesus, God was drawn to the hurt of the world in order to heal the world.

The Bible contains bitter, yet profound, lament from Genesis to Revelation. For years I never paid any attention to this. I grew up hearing Scripture as a series of disjointed “propositions,” devoid of any narrative content or context. It simply did not even occur to me. I did not think in terms of the narrative framework the Bible came in.  But in the narrative we see:

The ground groans because of the blood of Abel.

God cries because the world is full of violence.

Jerusalem wails over her degradation.

Rachel weeps for her children.

Jesus screams at the jet black sky.

The martyrs shout, how long? Enough is enough!

The Bible is the Story of God with the suffering world. Therefore it is also the case that the Gospel of God is the Gospel for the world. The Gospel is the “Good News” because it has something to say to the lament that begins in Genesis, is heard in Ruth, is displayed in Judges, bitterly thrown toward heaven in Job, sang in worship in the Psalms, is punctuated in Ecclesiastes, is prayed over in Isaiah, that accuses God in Lamentations, that causes a crises of faith in Habakkuk, is incarnate in the Gospels, Romans, 1 Peter and continues to Revelation.

The Story and Us

That Israel used lament in worship suggests the Israelites were more candid about the wrongs of this world than most American disciples. We live in an age when easy answers are served on silver trays to starving souls, a time when charlatans amass fortunes by appealing to the human desire for a quick fix to difficult problems. While we spend our waking hours engaging in petty fighting over stunningly trivial matters … while the whole of the world cries in agony, disease, suffering, poverty, and refuses to be comforted.

But this is the amazing gift of Christmas. The coming of Jesus is within the suffering, within the poverty, within the childhood diseases, within the fear that lies in the hearts of so many human beings. The tears of Rachel and Mary are our tears.

Christmas does not dismiss those tears. Christmas happens because God has heard our lament.

Record my lament;
list my tears on your scroll –
are they not in your record?

(Ps 56.8)

The gift of grace is the gift of God’s own presence. A God so “real” that flesh and blood now wraps infinite eternity and looks the Rachel’s and Mary’s gently in the eye and whispers “I am here with you.”

The Story of God with the world reminds us that the Gospel is not some Gnostic fairy tale. The Gospel is not about the trivialities of life. The Christmas message itself alerts us to the stunning truth that, not only did God enter the world.  But that the suffering lament of the world entered the heart of God.  And God gently wipes Rachel’s tears away.

Christmas, 2015, I wrote this post amidst a sea of unrest, politically and otherwise.  In light of tragic events in our country and around the world, I find myself reflecting on it again this holiday season.

There has been a lot of swirling conversation going on around me, both physically and virtually, about what has gone on in the world around us…Syria, San Bernardino, Orlando, Jerry Falwell, Trump, Sexual Scandal In Hollywood and on Capitol Hill, Abuse of all kinds, terrorism…and on and on.  This mounting and culmination of all these events and occurrences…like you, I’ve had enough and I needed a moment to just sit, be, listen and be quiet…in the quiet, I was overcome by the lyrics of one of the world’s most beloved Christmas Carols…and I had to write a bit about it. A Carol of Adolphe Adam and Placide Cappeau, originally called Cantique de Noel, or “Oh Holy Night.”

From the beginning, he was destined to follow his father in the family business (vinification and cooperage); but after an accident, he turned to the life of an academic. The accident occurred when he was eight years old, while “playing” with his friend Brignon. The young Brignon was handling a gun and shot Cappeau in the hand. This led to the young Cappeau having to undergo an amputation of his hand. Thanks to the financial support from  Brignon who supplied half of tuition,  Cappeau was able to attend a town school and was accepted into the Collège Royal d’Avignon. While there, in spite of his disability, he was awarded the first prize in drawing in 1825.

After studying in Nîmes, where he received a baccalauréat littéraire (A level in literature), he studied law in Paris and was awarded a license to practice law in 1831.

Following in his father’s footsteps, to an extent, he became a merchant of wines and spirits. However, his focus in life was literature.

He is quoted as saying he wrote the poem “Minuit Chrétien” (O Holy Night) in a stagecoach on his way to Paris, between Mâcon and Dijon. Despite Adolphe Adam calling his tune “la Marseillaise religieuse” (The religious Marseillaise),  Cappeau held often outspoken socialist and anti-clerical (secular) views. (

The third verse of “Oh Holy Night” speaks of a world in which those who claim to follow Jesus are living out he calls all of his followers to in this subversive Gospel…

That Gospel is deeply rooted in Love of God and Love of Others…and so many claim the first part of that Call…the part about loving God.  But the back half…well, I’m afraid some have given Christ a bad name in how we’ve lived that out in recent days, weeks and months…that love of “others” is not one we can or should place provisions or privileges on…it’s an unconditional love for all of our brothers and sisters…



“Truly He taught us
to love one another;
His law is Love
and His gospel is Peace;
Chains shall he break,
for the slave is our brother,
And in his name
all oppression shall cease,
Sweet hymns of joy
in grateful Chorus raise we;
Let all within us praise
his Holy name!”



May we help bring this verse to a reality…may Life on earth come increasingly as it is in Heaven.
Come, Lord Jesus!

Abilene Christian University’s Siburt Institute for Church Ministry would like to invite you to ElderLink Dallas, a one day conference for church leaders on Saturday, March 3, 2018. We have some exciting new changes, including a move to a more central location within the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex and a more focused one day format. We are so grateful for the hospitality of Highland Oaks Church of Christ these past 15 years and want to welcome and thank our new hosts, North Davis Church of Christ.

The event theme is “Kingdom Collaborators: Leaders Who Bring Heaven to Earth.” Reggie McNeal (author, leadership consultant, and senior fellow at Leadership Network), will share insights from his forthcoming book, Kingdom Collaborators: Eight Signature Practices of Leaders Who Turn the World Upside Down. McNeal will address questions such as “What kind of leadership does it take to align with God’s mission and agenda?” And “How do kingdom collaborators impact their communities and the world?” If you want to better understand how God works in the world and how you can partner with God to missionally impact your community, you won’t want to miss this event!

Please visit our registration and event page for more event details and to take advantage of the early bird discount.  Additionally, all ElderLink Dallas participants will receive session recordings and a copy of McNeal’s forthcoming book, Kingdom Collaborators: Eight Signature Practices of Leaders Who Turn the World Upside Down.

We hope you’ll join us and other church leaders on Saturday, March 3, 2018 at the North Davis Church of Christ in Arlington, Texas!

I grew up in a fellowship that was incredibly conflicted during the Christmas holiday. We decorated our homes with trees with a star on top. We put nativity scenes up. We made cookies. We sang “Away in the Manger,” “What Child is This?,” and “Silent Night.” Then during the month of Christmas we had annual sermons on why we do not celebrate Christmas. We heard that Catholicism stole Christmas from the pagans and December 25 was really about Saturnalia. These sentiments regarding Christmas, along with the myth of Saturnalia, continue to be paraded as truth among the descendants of the Reformed branch of the Protestant Reformation. But Christmas is neither pagan in origin nor is it theologically, or doctrinally, empty. Christmas teaches us. (For a good look at how December 25 became associated with the birth of Jesus see Dr. William J. Tighe’s, Calculating Christmas: The Story of Behind December 25).”

The Calendar

It is important to remember the actual environment of the early church.  Our unconscious ideas often skew our understanding of both Scripture and the early church. In the early church, no one owned a New Testament, much less a whole Bible. Christian homes did not have dozens of Bibles in them. In fact, it is not certain that most  congregations would collectively own an entire New Testament. Literary works were incredibly expensive. So how was the faith passed on? How was understanding passed on?

The early church followed the precedent set by Israel, they followed a calendar. The “Old Testament” calendar directed the the life of Jesus, though we American disciples often fail to recognize this. The calendar was not just about keeping the days straight.  The calendar taught a way of life.  In the Mediterranean area there were numerous calendars in competition in the early life of God’s people. The Julian or Roman calendar proclaimed the important events in the history of Rome. The Macedonian Calendar aligned life with the story the Greek gods. The calendar in Persia proclaimed the acts of various monarchs.

The calendar in the Hebrew Bible, that Jesus lived by, preaches the mighty acts of grace by Yahweh. So we read about the Sabbath, Passover, Tabernacles, Weeks, Purim and Hanukkah.  The festivals tell the Story of God: God creates the world [Sabbath], God deliveres by grace Israel [Sabbath and Passover], God walks with Israel in the wilderness [Tabernacles], God provides food and gives torah [Weeks/Pentecost], God protects from annihilation [Purim], and God redeems his temple [Hanukkah]. The calendar teaches the content of the faith in the God of Israel.

The early church did the same thing. They used time, the calendar, to teach what God has done.  The first day of the week, Easter, Pentecost … and what became known as Christmas. God began a new creation, God renews his covenant and makes us his people, … and God became one of us.  The calendar was a way to teach the Christian faith. The calendar guided the teaching of the faith to the masses. Just as it had done in Israel and the life of Jesus himself.

Theological Gifts

From a theological point of view, what does Christmas (the terminology is not important, that term was not used by early Christians since they did not speak English) teach? What might be of importance that a second, third and fourth century believer needed to know. What might have been in dispute? What might Christmas counter?

Jesus the Jew

For starters, Christmas answers the Marcionites. The Marcionites wanted to sever Christian faith from anything Jewish. The “Old Testament” was the sacrificial lamb of the Marcionites, it had to go.  The Christian Church has always struggled with the ghost of Marcion. Through various ways and means the Hebraic origin and content of the faith has been minimized and outright rejected at times. The most glaring example is Nazism.  Many Church Fathers struggled with anti-semiticism. But to their credit the Fathers knew it was, and is, impossible to have Jesus the Messiah without David and Abraham coming along for the ride.

Christmas, the season of the birth of Jesus, proclaims as clearly as anything ever could several radically important truths to the Christian faith. First and foremost, Jesus is, not was, a Jew. The Gospel cannot be divorced from Israel. It is hard to find something that stresses the Jewishness of the Messiah more than telling a story of the “son of David’s” circumcision in the temple on the eighth day of his life. “Christmas” tells the good news of the One “born King of the Jews.” Before he is Lord of all, he was born King of the Jews. The Messiah is Jewish. The church simply cannot forget this.

In a culture that was rabidly anti-Jewish, including many of the Church Fathers, Christmas puts the breaks on rejection of Israel and the Hebrew Bible. To reject the history of Israel is tantamount to rejecting Jesus himself. Christmas preaches this.

The birth narratives of Matthew 1-2 and Luke 1-2, Christmas, reveal that the Gospel begins with what people today call the “Old Testament.” There is no Good News without Abraham, David … the Messiah is, before he is anything else, the King of the Jews. This is the ever present doctrinal message of Christmas. We must never forget this.

Jesus is a Real Human Being

Christmas answers the Gnostics. The Gnostics believed they had liberated Christianity from its carnal or fleshy Jewishness by making it truly “spiritual.” All that matters is our spirit or soul.  In Gnosticism the material realm of creation is a problem to be freed from. The physical world is really transient and of no ultimate value. What matters is being redeemed from the pain, misery, suffering, and more importantly the appetites of this physical world. Salvation, according to gnosticism, is the ultimate “spiritual” liberation where we rejoin deity in some spiritual realm.  If matter does not matter then the human body of flesh does not either.

Christmas smacks this heresy with as much force as it does Marcionism. Christmas declares that the “spiritual” Logos (Word) became flesh itself. It became “matter.” Christmas declares that humans do not become gods but that God became Human.  The Word did not merely take up temporary flesh. The word became flesh.

It is hard to be more “in the flesh,” to be more human, than to be inside a womb. To be born into a specific Jewish family and into a specific Jewish town. It is hard to be more “in the flesh,” to be more human, than having your diaper changed, nurse from your mother, be circumcised on the eighth day, to go through all the growing pains of being human.

Christmas stresses, in neon lights, that the God who Created the material world, is the God who now lives in the material world (Emmanuel). Salvation is not from materiality as the Gnostics declared. Salvation is of the whole creation that God made.

Like Marcionism, Gnosticism has been a constant threat in the modern post-Enlightenment Christian faith.  There are many parading around under the banner of “sound doctrine” whom the Gnostic Valentinus would praise.

Christmas was not the selling out to paganism. Christmas, that is stress on the Incarnation and birth of Christ as essential to redemption, in fact began rather independently in geographically diverse places like Africa, Syria, and Turkey and for good reason. People needed to be taught about Jesus the Messiah and the nature of salvation. These are just two reasons that what become known as Christmas found its way into Christian calendar.

So we see Jesus really is the “reason for the season.” It matters that Jesus is the King of the Jews. If he is not then we have the wrong Jesus. And it matters that God loves the world. If our god does not then we may have never actually heard “the Christmas gospel.”

Back in August I participated in a funeral service for a beloved friend in Hot Springs, AR. It was also an unplanned, unscheduled gymnastics competition. My sweet friend would have laughed out loud at my spectacular landing. In the vernacular, I stuck it hard.

Here’s how it happened…

I spoke passionately for about twenty minutes. This particular friend? We could have talked for hours. There was a lot to say. Still is. Marilyn was one of the most loving, caring, and giving women I have ever known. If something needed to be done, she was the one. And if it required money and she couldn’t fund it herself, she could talk the Grinch into paying for it.

So here I was. My part of the funeral service was over, and that’s when I entered the gymnastic competition. Or tried to fly. I am not sure which—I’ll let you decide. At any rate, when I stepped down from the rostrum on to the lower (unsecured/ unattached) step, my athletic prowess began to shine… the step tossed and rolled—I went into the air, did a graceful turn, flip, and then planted myself into the hard floor shoulder first. My right shoulder. The one my right arm and hand is attached too. Did I mention I am right-handed? Why yes, yes, I am.

I don’t know if I have ever fallen and popped back up so quickly. Truthfully, I was mortified, embarrassed, and mortified some more.

Yesterday (Monday as I write this) the pain in my shoulder and arm finally got to the point where Becki was tired of hearing me complain about it (it’s the gift that keeps giving). So, I wimped out and made an appointment to see a doctor. That rarely happens in my world, but I went. The verdict? Who knows? At this point we are just going to treat it with Naproxen and see if it gets any better.

In the meantime, while I can’t quite scratch my back with my right arm or throw a ball like I should, I have run into some other health issues. Suffice it to say, I did not enjoy telling my wife how truly high my blood pressure was at the doctor’s office. No, that was not a conversation I wanted to have. All married men everywhere know the look. Yep, that one. I got it. Hard. Guys, pray for me. The fallout is severe. I am now on a starvation, uh, I mean strict, diet. As it was told to me, I WILL exercise every day (You are NOT leaving me here by myself with all these kids). And, I WILL learn to relax and let go of some of my stress and anxiety.

Unfortunately, I am not the only person with a magical ever-expanding waistline. And truthfully? I know I have to learn to turn things off, to not take things so personally, and to realize I am not the only person capable of whatever needs doing. It’s hard to break the habits of a lifetime, but that is what I must do to have a better quality of life and health.

While important, I wonder how many of us should be just as concerned about our spiritual health? I was asked today how many people around me live in poverty. It made me wonder how many people even in our own church family are living in spiritual poverty…

  • How’s my prayer life?
  • Do I spend quality devotional time with God?
  • Am I committed to my faith community?
  • Do I work at building God-honoring relationships with those outside my faith family?
  • What are my real-world spiritual priorities?

As it turns out, I know the things I need to do to make better my physical health—and I know the source of my spiritual well-being.

Are their needed changes in my life? You betcha!

Here’s this preacher giving you the look.

Les Ferguson, Jr.

“Distant Voices” is a wonderful book written by one of the top scholars in the Stone-Campbell Movement, Leonard Allen, now at Lipscomb University. It was published quite a few years ago and remains in print. He documents how diverse our church was before the Civil War and the creation of “brotherhood papers” hardened hearts and split us again and again.

I was thinking about that again this week as I puzzled over something that has happened again…for the umpteenth time. Before I describe it, please understand that this is not a backhanded attack or passive aggressive whine: I am genuinely puzzled about something.

I and my congregation were described, but not named, in a few Facebook posts. The posts were not flattering. I was sarcastically called “one of those giants among us” who tell us we’ve all got it wrong.

Me? A giant? I’ve seen my name listed along names that I DO consider giants of faith but I don’t belong there. Let’s review: I am just Patrick. I am Bill and Catherine’s son. I have no degrees in Bible or Preaching or Theology. I am working out my own salvation with fear and trembling, as Paul told the Philippians to do. I am as fault-ridden and error prone as anyone you will ever meet. I am so sinful that it took a supernatural act to save me and I am not nearly as holy as I want to be. I often state, in public, on the record, that I’m quite disappointed at how little progress I’ve made over the years in that area.

I’ve done a lot of speaking at churches over the years but I never went to a church that didn’t first ask me to come. They often had to ask a few times because I’m rather infamous for being an introvert who needs a lot of alone time to function in public for brief periods of time. The leaders who ask me to come to their churches or youth events almost always assign me a topic and scriptures to use and then set parameters on me regarding time allowed and the temperament of the congregation. I must be good at staying in my lane because I usually go back to the same places over and over.

I have never monetized my lessons, selling them or selling books to try to “get my message out there.” My lessons are all over the internet because others record them and post them. I don’t. I have never made a penny off of them nor have I tried to sneak them into the homes of people who don’t want them. I have a YouTube channel but it only consists of my amateurish guitar work.

So…how am I trying to change their churches and why do they feel I’m a danger to them? Seriously – that baffles me. I know of a great many preachers who don’t believe what I believe and who preach their heartfelt and sincerely held beliefs with incredible skill. I don’t mind. They don’t bother me. So why does the very fact that I exist and that I teach what I believe pose a threat to them? (This is a very broad brush. The fact is that only a very tiny percentage of ministers who disagree with me react this way. However…they make loud noises online and in print)

If I may be forgiven for doing so, I would like to suggest that this response to speech you don’t care for mirrors that of Antifa protestors who scream in the streets and shout down any who dare disagree with them. It seems to be the same as those students who won’t allow a speaker at a university if they might be triggered or frightened or told they are wrong. True – those who’ve named me as a danger to their churches haven’t burned down any buildings or thrown rocks like the Antifa crowd but they have certainly done so metaphorically, trying to burn down my reputation and those of others who might agree with me on a point or two. And rocks? I’ve had a lot of those across the threshold as well – metaphorically.

A couple churches that asked me to come speak to them told me that they hired security after getting vicious emails from other local congregations. I do not know what the content of those emails was but it was enough for the shepherds to take precautions. That seems so anti-Christ in spirit and tone. Again, if I was coming to force my way into their churches, that would be one thing. But going to a church that knows me and wants to hear from me on a certain subject threatens you and your people how, exactly? Why must those who disagree with you be shamed and silenced? Do such tactics mirror Matthew 5-7, Romans 14-15, and Acts 15 or the marchers of Antifa and the screaming mobs on some campuses?

When I look at Acts 15 where two groups of Christians met with a serious disagreement, I can’t help but note that none were “named and shamed” but, rather, the wisdom of the elders and the Spirit (“it seemed wise to the Spirit and to us”) led them to not even address the issue brought to them in their letter back to the churches. They didn’t want to “make it harder than it has to be” and told everyone to, basically, stay sexually pure and not act like pagans. They allowed each group to be who they were where they are.

I’m at Fourth Avenue in Franklin, TN. I love this church and they love me. I can’t see how anything we do here is a threat to anyone else. We aren’t trying to change anyone. If their church members are listening online they are doing so because they chose to do so. They were not pressured and we don’t advertise the posts as “must listen!” Is the very possibility that some of their local members might be listening and might decide to agree with us the reason for those Open Letters sent out by their leaders? Paul said he didn’t care who preached or why they preached as long as they were speaking about Jesus – even if someone was preaching for the express purpose of making Paul’s life harder (Philippians 1). So why are these posts so dangerous that some leaders feel required to leap to their keyboards or, as happened in two cases over the last few years, randomly write letters of attack to our elders and members?

I see no scripture allowing that. Yes, some apostles were led by the Holy Spirit to correct this or that but surely none of these Keyboard Kommandoes consider themselves apostles inspired to write by the Spirit…right?

Jesus said that we were allowed to point out the faults of others only if and when we were faultless (Matthew 7:1-5). I find no way around that. I do not believe that I have ever named those who’ve attacked me or the churches I’ve served over the years. If I have, I was wrong and beg their forgiveness.

I’m just Patrick. I’m trying to follow the steps of Jesus the best I know how. Surely that is not a danger to anyone else. But, if it is, is that due to a fault in my teaching or a fault in their heart?


As the anticipation, the “Watching and waiting, looking above” continues, we move (backward) to the first verse of “O Come, O Come Emmanuel.”  Perhaps, this is the most poignant of this hymns litany of verses, with its begging and pleading for Messiah to come…little did they know just what that Messiah would look like.

O Come, O Come Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee,
O, Israel.

O-Come-EmmanuelAs I stated in my last entry, each verse gives us a glimpse into a different prophecy, a different Name identified in scripture.  “Emmanuel” meaning “God is With Us” (or even better translated “God is With us Now”, we know well from the prophecy of Isaiah which is reiterated in Matthew & Luke’s account of the birth narrative. (Is. 7:14, Mt 1:23)

Musically speaking, this hymn and namely this opening verse and its significance is inextricably tied to its role in the great “O” Antiphons.  Hymnologist J.R. Watson provides a context for the antiphons included on the second page after the hymn in the most recent printing of the United Methodist Hymnal: “The antiphons, sometimes called the ‘O antiphons’ or ‘The Great O’s’, were designated to concentrate the mind on the coming Christmas, enriching the meaning of the Incarnation with a complex series of references from the Old and New Testaments.”

Each antiphon begins as follows:

O Sapentia (Wisdom)
O Adonai
 (Hebrew word for God)
O Radix Jesse
 (stem or root of Jesse)
O Clavis David
 (key of David)
O Oriens
O Rex genitium
 (King of the Gentiles)
O Emmanuel

If one were to look at the first letter of the second word of these titles, each with verses translated by John Mason Neale in various hymnals of our time, you’d find an acrostic, SARCORE.  When spelled backwards, and this is where the interesting-ness continues, you get “ero cras,” which in the Latin means “I will be present tomorrow.” Every one of the Latin titles anticipating the coming Messiah, Jesus are from the Old Testament except “Emmanuel,” which is found both in Isaiah 7:14 and Matthew 1:23, as mentioned above. Matthew quotes Isaiah virtually verbatim—“Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Emmanuel”—with the exception that Matthew adds the phrase: “which being interpreted is, God with us.”

O Come, O Come Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee,
O, Israel.

I love the longing in the words of this prayer…like Israel amidst it’s waiting for liberation…like those in the 400-year period of silence, waiting for Messiah to come…we too are longing, waiting to be ransomed out of this earthly captivity.  So we wait…but we rejoice, because, like the writer who penned the “rejoice” chorus, we know how the story ends.  Messiah did come…and will come again. In the meantime, “Maranatha…Lord, come quickly…and thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven.”

In the month of December our articles will focus on what to give the One who has everything. I am sure you have experienced that dilemma around Christmas time. You are trying to pick the perfect gift for someone special but it seems they already have everything they need. God is a lot like that. He owns everything. It is all his. So what is it He really wants? What kind of offering will really please Him? That is our focus this month at Wineskins! I hope you will chime in, in the comments and let us know what you think this when you read this month’s posts!