When Christmas is BLUE

[In recent years some churches have held “Blue Christmas Services” for whom the celebration of Christmas is difficult for whatever reason.  Here is an outstanding homily on the topic, made even more remarkable by it’s delivery just three months after the terrorists attacked New York City.  There is plenty to think and pray about it.   It is a privilege to share this with you and I hope you will share it with someone you know who will be having a “Blue Christmas.”   

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It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
Only it’s not.
• Not for everyone.
• Not when there is an empty chair at the table.
• Not when your body is ravaged with illness.
• Not when the depression is too much to bear.
• Not without her voice joining yours on the Christmas carols.
• Not when you feel all alone even in a crowd.
• Not when you are not sure you can even afford the rent or mortgage, let alone the presents.
• Not when they are trying their best to the best of you.
• Not when another Christmas party means he will come home drunk again.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year?
No, it’s not.
And trying to smile and say Merry Christmas is more than difficult. It’s pretty near impossible.
C.S. Lewis once wrote: “No one ever told me that grief felt so much like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning…”
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
Only it’s not.
• Not after he has died.
• Not after the doctor gave you the news.
• Not after they told you they would be downsizing.
• Not after… you fill in the blank.
• Not after September 11.
• Not when there is so much violence and destruction in the world.
In truth, it has never been the most wonderful time of the year. Certainly not in the days surrounding that first Christmas so long ago. The story of the birth of Jesus is not to be told with a jolly voice and a merry ho-ho-ho.
• It is the story of a teenage girl, pregnant with a child that is not her husband’s.
• It is the story of a child born in a dirty animal stall.
• It is the story of a family of refugees who had to flee their homeland so that their child would not be killed.
• It is the story of one sent into the world in peace who was condemned to death.
• It is the story of a light sent to shine in the darkness, which the world snuffed out.
• It is the story of God’s never-ending, self-giving mercy which was rejected and condemned.
In the great work the Messiah, Handel quotes the prophet Isaiah, proclaiming that Jesus was “despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief.” One great theologian reminds us that we cannot come to the manger without acknowledging that it lays in the shadow of the cross.
It is not the most wonderful time of the year.
Only it is!
It is:
• If we forget about the tinsel and the trees.
• If we forget about the holly jolly tidings.
• If we forget about the presents and the ornaments and the trappings.
And remember.
Remember the story.
• Mary was alone and afraid.
But God was with her and exalted her among women.
• Joseph was disgraced.
But God revealed in Joseph’s cause for disgrace God’s plan to save the world.
• The world was in darkness.
But God sent the light of life to shine.
• The lowly were imprisoned.
But Jesus set them free.
• The blind wandered aimlessly.
But Christ gave them eyes to see.
• The lame were rejected.
But through the Holy One they were made to leap and dance.
• The deaf were confined to the silence.
But the song of life unstopped their ears.
• The sorrowful grieved.
But God wipes away our tears.
• We were alone.
But in Jesus Christ, Emmanuel, God is with us.
• The people rejected God.
But God embraces us.
• The world crucified Christ.
But God would not allow that to be the last word, and gave us the sure hope of the resurrection.
It is the most wonderful time of the year, not because you have to be cheery and happy and merry.
But because you don’t.
You can have heavy spirits and shattered dreams. Broken hearts and deep wounds.
And still God comes to be with you.
• To comfort you.
• To redeem you.
• To save you.
• To restore you.
• To empower you.
• To strengthen you.
• To grant you peace.
• To be raised for you.
• To hold you in the communion of saints with those whom you have loved and lost.
• To store your tears in his bottle.
• To offer you eternal life.
It is the most wonderful time of the year.
For Christ is born.
Love has come. 
God is with us!
Thanks be to the Lord our God.
— Rev. Diane Hendricks              (16 December 2001)

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Link to an Essay I wrote — When Christmas Isn’t Christmas:


About Paul Wharton

I am a cradle Catholic, a native West Virginian, and a priest since April 24, 1982. Spiritual Direction has made a tremendous difference in my life and I encourage people to try it out. My motto is "Progress not perfection." I am grateful that God has done for me what I could not do for myself.
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One Response to When Christmas is BLUE

  1. Denise says:

    Thank you! I will surely share this light filled message and reminder. I’m having a blue Christmas for just about every reason mentioned. Bad news, stressful news, grief, fears, and joy mixed with tears as I gaze at my beautiful new grandson’s Christmas photograph. My heart is full of love & awe in God’s creation, but I also immediately see something so hauntingly familiar in that shining face, that brings tears, longing, & grief. What an awesome Paw Paw he would have been. He is missing so much. I am blessed because I know my Savior lives me, & is always right here to show me the way. Always, always faithful & true to His promises. I don’t understand why I’m struggling so much this year and can’t get in the Christmas spirit. I don’t have time to worry about it either. So each day, I pray God can use my broken life to help someone else find His truth. Thank you for this reminder on this difficult day of ups & downs.

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