O
the magnitude of meekness!
Worth
from worth immortal sprung;
O
the strength of infant weakness,
If
eternal is so young!
--Christopher Smart, “The
Nativity of Our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ”
Christmas
2015 arrives at an unusually fraught time in our national and international
life. We seem this season to be assaulted by distressing news on an almost
daily basis. Life seems ever more
fragile and at risk. Civility seems all but absent from our public discourse.
We spend our days alternating between postures of anger and fear.
It
is natural in times like these to want to defend ourselves and to strike back
at those who either threaten our sense of security or offend our values. Our
safety, we believe, resides either in our corporate and personal power or in
our superior principles.
As
vexing as today’s world can be, it is no more disturbed than the one into which
Jesus came two millennia ago. Then as now the arrogant overwhelmed the
meek. Then as now the preciousness of
life seemed of no account to those bent on enmity and control. Then as now the
answers on offer seemed to revolve around getting more—resources, power,
control—with which to overwhelm those who posed a threat either in fact or
imagination.
But
it has always been the affirmation of the biblical tradition—from the Hebrew
prophets to Jesus himself and to his earliest followers—that security resides
neither in power nor money nor status. Real safety—the kind that Isaiah, Jesus,
and Paul both live out and offer—consists in what might seem like a
counterintuitive set of emotions. Real
security consists in trust—trust that reality is finally friendly, trust that
the world is actually good, trust that God keeps promises. The One behind the world—the One who comes
into it then and now at Christmas—is ultimately trustworthy. And we are finally
safe.
The
eighteenth century English poet Christopher Smart understood what Isaiah and
Jesus and Paul proclaimed and what Jesus’s mother Mary lived out in her
faithful nurture of her infant son. We
normally think of and describe God as ultimate power, but such a construction
gets it totally wrong. The truth is really the other way around. God is not to be seen in ultimate power. God is on view in ultimate weakness. God
comes among us not as a warrior but as a baby. Our image of God is not of a
mighty king but a helpless infant. Our fantasies of power are fakes. What Smart
calls the “strength of infant weakness” is the real truth about God, the world,
and us.
We
gather in this cathedral church during the season of infant weakness to
celebrate the strength and endurance of those values and virtues that
Christopher Smart names “the magnitude of meekness”. The One born at Christmas will come to stand
with and for us humans in ways that will outlast the pretensions and postures
of power in all its pompous self-display. The infant Jesus embraces us in his
weakness, and beckons us to share that embrace around. The problems of 2015
lose their power to frighten us. We can live, with God and Jesus and our
neighbors in gratitude and trust.
May
the God we meet in infant weakness bless you in the magnitude of meekness to
live in hope and thanksgiving, both now and throughout the year. Welcome to
Christmas at Washington National Cathedral.
Gary
Hall
Dean
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