December 23 (O Emmanuel)
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Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!
O Emmanuel, our king and our
lawgiver,
the hope of the nations and
their Saviour:
Come and save us, O Lord our
God.
Isaiah had prophesied:
"Therefore the Lord
himself will give you a sign. Look, the young woman is with child and shall
bear a son, and shall name him Immanuel." Isaiah 7:14
Emmanuel means God is with
us.
O Emmanuel
(Written by J. Brooke Fenwick)
"Dad!" The shrill
voice startles me awake. I look at the time. It is 4:05
AM. With my heart still pounding I get out of bed, and wiping sleep from
my eyes, I make my way to my son's room wondering what the problem might be.
I get to his room and find him sitting up in bed with a look of sheer
terror on his face. In his still groggy, half asleep state he stares at
some horrific apparition still visible to him, but completely invisible to
me. I reach out and put my hand on his shoulder. "It's okay buddy,
I'm here. What happened?" His racing heart and hyperventilating
breaths begin to slow down. "I had a bad dream." "It's
okay," I reassure "It was just a dream." Encouraging him
to lay back, I tuck him in, and say a little prayer. I walk back to my
room hoping that I can quickly get back to sleep and salvage at least an hour
or so of my night before the alarm goes off. No such luck.
"Dad!" The same scared voice calls from the other room.
This time he is sure he sees something lurking in the dark shadows of his
closet. I remove the lamp shade from his night light, close the closet door,
and reassure him that all is well. This scenario repeats itself; he is sure
that something touched him, that he heard a weird noise, or sees creepy
crawleys going across the ceiling. Finally out of pity for my frightened
little boy, but more out of a desperate need to get a few more precious moments
of slumber, I say, “Grab your blanket and pillow and come lay down on mom and
dad’s bed.” In no time at all, he is sprawled across the foot of our bed,
relaxed and falling fast asleep. His little body is pressed against our
feet. He knows we are there.
I try to
fall back to sleep but I’m now wide awake. I chuckle to myself as I think
about how often being a parent is sort of a karmic experience of retribution
for what I put my own parents through. I remember when I was a 4 and 5
year old living in a rather large two story house on Queen Anne Hill in Seattle
Washington. On some nights, my poor, tired parents were like yo-yo’s
going up and down the steps between their bedroom and mine as I repeatedly
called to them in need of something. I needed to pee. I needed a
glass of water. I wanted them to pray with me. I wanted a
story. I could think of a million reasons why I needed them in my room.
The real reason was that I was afraid of being alone and simply desired their
presence. They were in ear shot just down the steps. But that
wasn’t close enough to take away the fear of a young boy with a big imagination
who saw and heard something sinister in every shadow, creak of a settling
house, or flash of light through a window.
Emmanuel
means, “God with us.” Much like my parents who were in earshot but not in
my room, God has always been near to us even though our sins took us far away
from Him. But in Jesus Christ, God is now with us. He clothed
himself in the human flesh and bone of a fetus. He grew in the womb of a
virgin and was born in a very lowly, earthy place. As he grew and lived
among us, he experienced our human emotions, temptations, fears, and struggles.
John 1:14 of the Message version says, Christ “became flesh and blood, and
moved into the neighborhood.” Emmanuel has come! God is with us.
I look
at my son sleeping peacefully at my feet and think about the peace that we can
have with our heavenly Father because of Jesus Christ, our Emmanuel. It
is possible for us once again to be at peace with God because of the birth,
life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. The Angels announced His
birth with the words, “And on earth, peace....” During a violent storm
out at sea, the terrified disciples awoke Jesus who simply rose and confidently
spoke the words, “Peace, be still!” Many times after Jesus healed,
delivered, or forgave someone, he said, “Go in peace.” After His
resurrection when He suddenly stood among His disciples in a closed room, He
greeted them with the words, “Peace be with you.” And when He spoke of
His return to glory and the promise of the coming Holy Spirit, He said, “Peace
I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world
gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.”
This
season, when we hear or sing the familiar words, “Sleep in heavenly peace,” let
us remember that we too can enjoy heavenly peace. We no longer are
alone. We no longer have to fear the terrors of a dark world because
heaven came down to us in the person of Jesus Christ, our Emmanuel. God
is now 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
The Magnificat (Song of Mary) - Luke 1:46-55
My Soul Magnifies the Lord
And my spirit does rejoice in God my Savior
My Soul Magnifies the Lord
And my spirit does rejoice in God my Savior
Praise the Almighty God, He’s done great things for us
Holy is His name
Praise the Almighty God, He’s done great things for us
Holy is His name
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, my spirit rejoices in God my Savior;
for he has looked with favor on his lowly servant.
From this day all generations will call me blessed:
the Almighty has done great things for me, and holy is his Name.
He has mercy on those who fear him
in every generation.
He has shown the strength of his arm,
he has scattered the proud in their conceit.
He has cast down the mighty from their thrones,
and has lifted up the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has come to the help of his servant Israel,
for he has remembered his promise of mercy,
The promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children for ever.
Musical refrain by J. Brooke Fenwick