FROM THE
PASTOR'S DESK Dear
Friends in Christ, "Good
teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?" Jesus
looked at him and loved him. "One thing you lack." he said.
He stood there, consumed with loneliness and regret, but
unable to take the next step. He'd asked Jesus for the
secret, and heard the answer. Jesus had looked at him with
love and said, "Come with us. Give it all away and come
with us." The
knot in his gut twisted and he began to sob with despair as
Jesus and his posse walked on down the road. They looked
over their shoulders at him, nodding: the invitation was
still open, but he still couldn't go. Jesus had told him
not what he lacked, but what he had too much of: money, art,
gold jewelry, rugs, clothes. He had great wealth, but the
man couldn't part with his things. So he rejected God's Son
and went home, which had suddenly become the loneliest place
in the world. (adapted from Kristen Johnson
Ingram) The
next two months can be the loneliest time of the year for
us, a time of hard memories and crushed hopes. But God is
familiar with the lonely places, and Jesus can find his way
there anytime. The Psalmist wrote, "Turn to me and be
gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted." This
familiar cry reminds us both of the normalcy of loneliness,
the unbearable nature of too much loneliness, and our desire
for God in those times of being most alone. For when God
joins us in our loneliness, it can be transformed into
solitude. We
tend to shun the solitary places, and go to great lengths to
prevent loneliness from settling in. Solitude is seen in
our culture as severe punishment, the edges of society where
the outcasts, misfits, the forgotten, the unloved and the
unlovable are hidden. Yet it is everywhere. Mr.
Rogers of Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood told of being a child and
stealing some cookies, and when he was caught his
grandfather simply said, "You must have been feeling really
lonely to do that." Similarly, the news carried the story
of a young gunman who open fired on people at a shopping
mall, and then turned the weapon on himself. As his story
came out, it was one of great loneliness: shuffled through
foster homes, his girlfriend had just dumped him, he'd been
fired from his job. In the sad suicide note, he apologized,
and wrote that he would no longer be a burden to anyone, but
at least he'd be famous. The depth of his loneliness was
unspeakable. Some
people will struggle with illness or health concerns this
season, some will struggle with depression and anxiety.
Most of us feel that we should all be exempt from troubles
during the holidays, but know that is not the case. One
doctor, speaking to a group of mentally ill patients and
their families, suddenly pushed his papers aside and pointed
to someone in the first row and said, "YOU, how long have
you worn those glasses?" "Since first grade," answered a
surprised voice. "Well, for heaven's sake,"said the doctor,
"Don't you think it's time you got over that?" And the
crowd roared with laughter. Here was someone who
understood. Here was someone who knew that behind every
case was a chorus of voices saying, "Can't you just snap out
of it?" and the futility of listening to them. Our real
lives, the dark parts as well as the bright parts, continue
through the winter, and through the holidays
alike. Yet
it is at this point in the year when we turn our eyes to the
stars again, looking for the light that will guide us to the
manger - another lonely place, but a place of hope as well.
The manger and the cross are both made of wooden cross
beams, and they both hold the shepherd who went after the
one lost lamb, and they both hold the salvation promised to
the rich man who would not leave behind his worldly
belongings. Do not be trapped like he was. Those who have
walked through times of darkness and loneliness testify that
with God there is always healing. This does not mean there
will always be a cure, or there will always be happiness, or
there will always be a full bank account, gas tank, or
closet. But there is something more subtle, something more
powerful, that takes the shape of tears and laughter,
something born in a stable, turning loneliness into grace
and solitude. "Come with us." When we are all together in
the presence of God, we are healed. PastorJulie
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