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A poem for Advent

by Abigail Hastings

We gather here by lambent light
            in from the cool and rain — rain on rain on rain….
            here to collect what light we can, shining in the darkness
                        — brave us —

but this is not the bleak midwinter — it is the barely winter
                        baby winter, just crawling to full height winter

To say the days will grow longer, the nights shorter
            sounds like a great cosmic joke
                        a weatherman without a window

The light of day seems fleeting
            work days start and end by lamplight.

And in this world of pinprick stars
            where most light comes from phones and screens

We are asked to consider the birth of a child
            and the possibility of illumination
                        of a different kind

One that carries us through
            what might actually prove to be (heaven forbid)                      
                        a bleak midwinter

One that might give us something like hope
            for a different day dawning

For what if the child born unto us
            came to remind us that we too are anointed
                        if not with frankincense and myrrh

At least with the gold of wisdom and courage
            so that we can — in spite of the darkness —
                         let our little lights shine.

©Abigail Hastings @ prayerandpolitiks.org

News, views, notes, and quotes

Signs of the Times  •  10 December 2015  •  No. 49

Processional. My favorite Hanukkah song. “Light One Candle” by Peter, Paul and Mary.

Invocation. "Only those with wombs of welcome / to heaven's Annunciation / can magnify God and heal the earth." —read Ken Sehested's Advent poem, "Annunciation: Mary's song of praise."

Hymn of praise.Blagoslovi, dushe moya” (“Praise the Lord”), Sergei Rachmaninov, performed by the USSR Ministry of Culture Chamber Choir .

At right: photo by Nate Zeman, Rocky Mountain National Park

We need to take steps so that in the future people like Donald Trump do not become radicalized. —New Yorker satirist Andy Borowitz

Intercession.O Come, O Come, Emmanuel.” Lovely new arrangement by Sarah McCoy.

Words of Assurance. “Arise, you fear-confounded, attest / With Insurrection’s voice confess / Though death’s confine and terror’s darkest threat / Now govern earth’s refrain . . . and yet / Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel / Shall come to thee, O Israel!” —new lyrics to “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel” by Ken Sehested

When our children were in early grade school, each year before Christmas holiday break I went to their classrooms to read Cajun Night Before Christmas.

Good news. “While hostility to Syrian refugees has dominated the national debate, many local leaders—among them elected officials, community advocates and direct service providers—are sending a different message by calling for compassion instead of fear. Here are seven efforts underway across the South to support Syrian refugees and fight Islamophobia.” Allie Yee, Institute for Southern Studies

Holy obedience. “The Chairman of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops’ committee on migration chided the governors for ‘using this tragedy to scapegoat all refugees,’ in a statement on Nov. 17. ‘They are extremely vulnerable families, women, and children who are fleeing for their lives. We cannot and should not blame them for the actions of a terrorist organization,’ Bishop Eusebio Elizondo said. Bishops from Chicago, New York, Missouri, New Hampshire, Rhode Island and New Mexico were also among those who penned opinion pieces for local papers or open letters calling for compassion over overreaction.” Leslie Caimi, Washington Post

¶ “It is incumbent on every public figure, elected politician, and media outlet to stand up against the ‘dangerous tide of hatred, violence, and suspicion’ taking hold in the United States, over 700 prominent organizations and people declared in a full-page ad in Thursday's New York Times. ‘We grieve the many lives that have been lost or painfully transformed in recent weeks through extreme acts of violence. And we are appalled by the surge of divisive rhetoric that sows the seeds of more violence to come.’” Sarah Lazare, Common Dreams

¶ “Put the glove of religion on the hand of either a revolutionary or a statesman, and religion will be pulled into the dynamics of cohesion, control, acquisition and maintenance of power, and the marking of boundaries—and will more likely than not turn violent. In other words, align moral self-understanding of society, state and religion, and even most peaceful religion will become ready to ‘take up the gun.’” —Miroslav  Volf, “In light of the Paris attacks, is it time to eradicate religion?

In 2010, during her Supreme Court nomination hearings in the Senate, Elena Kagan, then the federal Solicitor General, is asked by Senator Lindsay Graham to state the rationale for indefinite detention of “enemy combatants” at the US base prison in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. Afterwards, Graham says “That’s a good summary. The problem with this war is that there will never be a definable end to hostilities, will there?”
        Kagan responds. “That is exactly the problem, Senator.” —quoted in Shadow Proof

¶  “In May, 2013, the Senate Armed Services Committee held a hearing on whether it should revise the 2001 Authorization to Use Military Force (AUMF). A committee member asked a senior Pentagon official, Assistant Secretary Michael Sheehan, how long the war on terror would last; his reply: ‘At least 10 to 20 years.’ At least. A Pentagon spokesperson confirmed afterward ‘that Sheehan meant the conflict is likely to last 10 to 20 more years from today — atop the 12 years that the conflict has already lasted.’ As Spencer Ackerman put it: ‘Welcome to America’s Thirty Years War,’ one which—by the Obama administration’s own reasoning—has ‘no geographic limit.’” Tlen Greenwald, The Intercept

¶ "I think we're looking at kind of a 30-year war.” —Leon Paneta, former the Obama administration Director of the Central Intelligence Agency and then Secretary of Defense

"With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation."
— Isaiah 12:3. Photo above: WaterAid/Caroline Irby.

¶ “In great empires the people who live in the capital, and in the provinces remote from the scene of action, feel, many of them, scarce any inconveniency from the war; but enjoy, at their ease, the amusement of reading in the newspapers the exploits of their own fleets and armies. To them this amusement compensates the small difference between the taxes which they pay on account of the war, and those which they had been accustomed to pay in time of peace. They are commonly dissatisfied with the return of peace, which puts an end to their amusement, and to a thousand visionary hopes of conquest and national glory from a longer continuance of the war.” —Adam Smith, considered the “father” of modern economics, in The Wealth of Nations, published in 1776

¶ “10 Things I Wish Everyone Knew About Chanukkah,” by Rabbi Evan Moffic.

The Chanukkah Candelabra is known as a Chanukkiah, not a Menorah. The Menorah is the seven-wicked candelabra that stood in the Jerusalem Temple. It became a symbol of Judaism and is carved into one of the gates of Rome as a symbol of the Roman conquest of Judea in 70 C.E.

Not your grandfather’s Hanukkah music. —“Dreidel,” by Erran Baron Cohen, performed by Jules Brookes and Y-Love

At right: Pomegranate Tree Chanukiah by Yair Emanuel

Is it spelled “Hanukkah” or “Chanukah”? These and more interested facts about the Jewish holiday commemorating the Maccabean victory over the Greek army in 2nd century BCE, with the temple Menorah’s miraculous store of lamp oil. Chabad.org

Here’s one way to visualize God as (in Francis Thompson’s verse) “the hound of heaven,” ever pursuing us, however fast we seek to flee from that Union of the soul which frightens yet, in fact, is so joyously ecstatic.

Listen to Richard Burton’s rendition of Francis Thompson’s famous poem, “The Hound of Heaven.”

¶ “More than 1,000 people gathered in the bright sunshine on the steps of Helsinki Cathedral to sing the Finlandia hymn [“This Is My Song, O God of All the Nations,” lyrics by Lloyd Stone and, later, Georgia Harkness], one of the most popular compositions of composer Jean Sibelius, whose 150th anniversary has been celebrated nationwide. The Dec. 8 anniversary of the national composer's birth in 1865 has been marked with concerts and a 24-hour broadcast of Finnish music, mostly by Sibelius, including all seven symphonies.” Here is a video of the crowd singing.

Read Ken Sehested’s new lyrics to “This Is My Song.”

We cannot long survive as a democracy with these uncommonwealth indicators:
        •”The divide between the "haves" and the "have-nots" in the United States has never been so vast, with a new report out Tuesday revealing that the nation's 20 richest individuals own more wealth than the entire bottom half of the population. “
        • Half of the $176 million donated to presidential candidates thus far has been given by 158 families, along with companies they own or control. (The article’s graphic is, well, just that.) —Nicholas Confessore, Sarah Cohen and Karen Yourish, New York Times

State of our disunion. “It was left to Bo Dietl, a former New York City cop, to cross the line from the simply stupid to the downright chilling, as he called for mass surveillance of mosques. ‘Let’s stop worrying about people’s rights,’ he said.” Leonard Pitts

¶ “We love having all 16 Republicans candidates throwing crap at each other—it's great. The more they spend, the better it is for us." —Les Moonves, CBS Corporation chief executive, during a recent investor presentation

Can’t make this sh*t up. “Gun company stocks surged after the latest massacre, and gun manufacturers admit behind closed doors that Sandy Hook and other atrocities have proved good for business—after, of course, adding their obligatory statements on the small bloody bodies at Newtown that "obviously we are all shocked” but hey they're obliged to “respond to market pressures.”
        A spokesperson for The Shopping Channel’s new 24/7 “Gun TV,” whose parent company is called the “Social Responsibility Network,” says “We saw an opportunity in filling a need, not creating one.” —excerpted from Abby Zimet, Common Dreams

For the first time since 1920, the New York Times has placed its editorial on page 1: “It is a moral outrage and national disgrace that civilians can legally purchase weapons designed to kill people with brutal speed and efficiency.” New York Times editorial, 4 December 2015

Last week Republican senators had the opportunity to approve one common sense measure—to restrict gun sales to those on the FBI’s terror watch list. With the exception of Mark Kirk of Illinois, they all voted against it. Senator Coryn of Texas expressed concern over violation of constitutional rights. —see more at Mark Silk, Religion News Service

¶ “The front cover of the New York Daily News for Thursday takes a strong stance against how some politicians are reacting to the San Bernardino shooting with calls for prayer instead of tighter gun control laws.” Jessica Durando, USA Today

Just for fun. Andy Griffith’s famous 1953 stand-up monologue, “What It Was, Was Football(5:39 minutes).

Preach it. “Advent’s waiting is not listless. With training, death’s threat need not unnerve us. Fear not, though folded lies await.” —read Ken Sehested’s “Undo the Folded Lie: Notes on the reckless folly of our season

Altar call. Would You Harbor Me?” Sweet Honey in the Rock.

Call to the table.Canticle of the Turning” performed by Emmaus Way.

Benediction. “There's a light, there's a light in the darkness / And the black of the night cannot harm us / We can trust not to fear for our comfort is near / There's a light, there's a light in the darkness.” —“There’s a Light,” performed by Beth Nielsen Chapman, Emmylou Harris, Pat Benatar, Sheryl Crow and Shea Seger

Recessional. Simple Praise” by Joanie Madden.

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Featured this week on prayer&politiks:

•“Annunciation: Mary's song of praise,” a poem inspired Mary’s Magnificat

•“The Manger’s Revolt,” a sermon based on Mary’s Magnificat (Luke 1:46-55)

•“'Undo the folded lie': Notes on the reckless folly of our season

•“This Is My Song (O God of all the nations),” new lyrics to an old hymn

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The Manger’s Revolt

Mary's Magnificat

by Ken Sehested,
Text: Luke 1:46-55

        One of the great political debates of our generation is which phrase is more appropriate this time of year: “Happy Holidays” or “Merry Christmas”? This is but the latest front in the culture wars fought over whether we should “keep Christ in Christmas.”

        Like with every cultural conflict, there are multiple levels that we need to sort out, putting up resistance in some places, offering affirmation in others. Let’s look a just a few bits of complicated history regarding the celebration of Christmas.

        Most of you know that the date of Jesus’ birth was never considered important by the early Christian community. As late as the 3rd century Christian leaders were publicly denouncing the practice of cutting evergreen trees, or boughs from such trees, into the home and decorating them.

        Part of that objection goes all the way back to the prophet Jeremiah, writing in the 6th century BCE. “Thus said the Lord, learn not the way of the heathen. . . .For the customs of the people are vain: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest…” and they “decorate it with silver and gold” (10:2-4).

        Truth is, though, that a popular custom in the Roman Empire before and after the birth of Jesus was a week-long feast of Saturnalia, celebrating the pagan god, Bacchus. The festival was like a New Orleans Mardi Gras on steroids. The Roman Senate actually approved legislation relaxing most criminal prosecution during that week, which was marked by drunken orgies and parties of naked revelers roaming the streets and singing. (This, by the way, is probably the beginning of what we think of as Christmas caroling.)

        One of the more vile elements in that tradition was the practice of scapegoating. A victim was selected—some sort of marginalized outsider or illegal immigrant—who would be forced to gorge himself with food and drink and then be pummeled by assembled crowds and eventually executed. As late as the 15th century in Europe, Jews were often selected as the scapegoats. In one account, all the city’s rabbis were force-fed, then made to run naked through the streets.

        By the 4th century, the Christian church was officially recognized by Rome as the religion of state, and the church, wishing to pull more members into its rank, assigned Jesus’s birth as December 25, in the middle of the traditional Saturnalia festival, and promised new converts they could continue the old ways just so long as they paid homage to Christ.

        One of the great ironies for us, especially those of us here in the U.S., is that our religious descendants—the Puritans and the Baptists, religious dissenters from Great Britain’s Anglican state church—were publicly opposed to any celebration of Christmas. The Puritan leaders of the Massachusetts Bay Colony actually invoked a legal ban on Christmas observance in the late 17th century. Partly because the observance reminded them of Anglican customs; but also because the holiday still included a healthy tradition of eating and drinking to excess, and drunken “wassailing,” which occasionally turned violent.

        Records of the General Court of the Colony, May 11, 1659, read in part: “For preventing disorders, arising in several places within this jurisdiction by reason of some still observing such festivals as were superstitiously kept in other communities, to the great dishonor of God and offense of others: it is therefore ordered by this court and the authority thereof that whosoever shall be found observing any such as Christmas or the like, either by forbearing of labor, feasting, or any other way, upon any such account as aforesaid, shall pay for every such offense five shilling as a fine to the county.”

        One of the more significant things we do each year as a congregation is our observance of the feast of St. Nicholas Day, when we honor that 4th century saint of the church, by anonymously delivering baskets of food to those living in poverty. St. Nicholas is one of many cultural traditions from around the world that melded over the centuries to form the popular tales of Santa Claus. It was the Dutch legend of Sinterklaas that most immediately predates the modern Santa Claus. In his satirical “History of New York,” published in 1809, the author Washington Irving stripped the mythical figure of his bishop’s robe and put him in fur-lined clothing, looking more like a fat Dutch merchant. Within a few years, flying reindeer pulling a sled were part of the picture.

        Then in 1863, illustrator Thomas Nast painted the famous cover of Harper’s Magazine Weekly with the “jolly old elf” now renamed “Santa Claus.” In that illustration, Santa Claus is giving presents to Union soldiers and to children. But in one hand is dangling a stringed puppet with the unmistakable likeness of Confederate President Jefferson Davis. It’s clear that one of the strings is around Davis’ neck. So, Santa Claus’s official debut is providing comfort to impoverished children and to embattled soldiers during a bloody war. AND it functioned as a piece of war propaganda.

        Early in the 20th century the more recognizable depictions of Santa Claus were drawn as part of marketing promotions by beverage companies, the most famous one being the one Coca-Cola produced beginning in 1931.

        One more little tidbit of history regarding Santa Claus. Two days ago, December 19, was the anniversary of the “Boston Tea Party,” the famous act of resistance against English imperial rule, when a band of colonists boarded British vessels in Boston harbor and dumped overboard crates of tea in protest to taxation laws. The name of organization which planned that act of civil disobedience was the “Sons of St. Nicholas.”

        I’ve already mentioned the early church’s opposition to the practice of decorating homes with evergreen trees. And similar abolition attempts by our dissenting congregational and baptist forebears in colonial America. In fact, it wasn’t until the mid-19th century that Christmas trees became a common custom around the holiday. The small tree industry got a huge boost when U.S. President Franklin Pierce arranged to have the first such tree in the White House in 1850. The first documentary evidence of a Christmas tree showing up in a church sanctuary was about the same time, when Rev. Henry Schwan of Cleveland, Ohio, installed one in his Zion Evangelical Lutheran sanctuary. He also got run off, with at least one member threatening him with bodily harm.

        Public acknowledgment of Christmas continues to stir controversy. Court cases around the country have declared for, or against, the display of Christmas trees or nativity scenes in public buildings. And letters to the editor in our newspaper continues arguing the relative merits of shopping mall merchandizing phrases should say “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Holidays.”

        The thing that should worry us the most was the sentiment expressed by a 1984 decision of the U.S. Supreme Court ruling [Lynch v. Donnelly] in favor of the Pawtucket, Rhode Island city government’s practice of erecting a city-sponsored Christmas display. Chief Justice Warren Burger wrote that such a practice had become a “passive symbol” which “engenders a friendly community spirit” and “serves the commercial interests” of the merchants.

        To this day that judicial decision stands as the most prominent legal assessment of the meaning of Christmas. Without intending to, Chief Justice Burger delivered in those words a prophecy as clear and as excruciating as any in Scripture. The birth of the Messiah, which so terrorized Herod, has in our day become a passive symbol, one that serves our culture's commercial interests.

        This gets at one of the worst cultural assumptions about the celebration of Jesus’ birth. The song of Mary—which we read earlier, and which Jessica interpreted in dance—is among the most subversive political texts ever uttered. There was a time, during the 1980s in Argentina’s “dirty little war” against political dissidents, that it was literally illegal to publish Mary’s song of praise.

        Mary was neither gentle nor meek. The context of Jesus’ birth was the Roman census which required Palestinian citizens to return to ancestral cities for registration. That’s why pregnant Mary and the shame-faced Joseph were on the road from Nazareth to Bethlehem. The census was a bitter reminder of Rome’s brutal system of taxation, a system which the Jewish Temple’s authorities collaborated in and profited from.

        The original nativity scene unfolded in a barnyard stall, the only emergency shelter available. Hygiene was not a factor. Jesus’ “swaddling clothes” were rags, and his “manger” (what a lovely word!) was an animal feeding trough filled with the remnants of grain mixed with cow slobber. Having been warned by visiting royal dignitaries from “the East” that a messiah was to give birth, King Herod ordered a slaughter of all male infants in the area; and the Magi themselves had to be smuggled out of town on back roads.

        It is hard, very hard, for me to imagine a “sweet baby Jesus, no crying he makes.” What I see is blood-soaking straw where Mary lay, probably wanting to die if not actually near death, and Joseph nearly beside himself both with paternal concern, on the one hand, and, on the other hand, wondering how in the world he was going to explain this illegitimate child to the family back home. And then because of the threat from Herod’s death squads, loading Mary and baby Jesus back on the donkey for a midnight escape through the desert to Egypt.

        This is the political debate in which we, who name ourselves as followers of Jesus, should be engaged. The manger’s revolt is not whether nativity scenes belong on courthouse lawns, or whether binge shopping should be of the “Christmas” kind or merely the “holiday” version. The revolt is against established economic agreements and traditional political arrangements. It was to shepherds, the lowest, grimiest labors, to whom the angels appears with the announcement of great tidings. And that annunciation of heavenly news will continue to trouble the Herods of our age. If we are to overhear this song of Mary, this singing of the angels, this announcement from highest heaven confronting the disorder of the world as we know it, we will need to be present on those midnight hillsides with grimy laborers, with teenage peasant girls, with any and all who have been systematically shut out of the empire’s arrangements of value and worth.

        Let me close with a poem inspired by Mary’s song—a song of praise but also a hymn of revolt.

If you know this traditional prayer, say it with me:

        Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

        Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

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Circle of Mercy • Asheville, NC • 21 December 2008
©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

This Is My Song (O God of all the nations)

Old hymn, new lyrics

by Ken Sehested

O Truth Untamed, all boundaries bow before You
All borders bend according to your Word
O grant that every bitter heart be harbored
In sheltered cove, with Mercy’s flag unfurled
Hearken and haste, Desire of every nation
Refresh the heart of hope too long deferred.

Let every mountain call to meadowed valley
And every stream, to ocean grand and wide
Let fertile ground announce the new creation
When all shall come, ’cross every great divide
O bell of liberty ring out for freedom
Break every slaver’s chain, with hope confide

For all in Christ, there is a new creation
No more shall sorrow’s cold embrace restrain
God’s Rule and Reign unrav’ling pain with pardon
Transforming tears and fears to joy’s refrain
Earth’s host now reconciled to Heaven’s harvest
The land, once tortured, bountiful again

Enlist all hands in reconciling measure
Ambassadors are we in Christ’s domain
Attend your ears to this appeal, O Sisters
O Brothers, heed the reclamation’s claim
A path now opens through the sea of trembling
From slav’ry’s chain, let freedom’s way proclaim

Let peace be waged with courage and devotion
With warrior’s brav’ry, vigilant and bold
Emancipation’s melodies surround us
Each voice in harmony, all tongues enfold
Let Grace untold tame fear’s unnerving sorrow
And sorrow’s verse, to joy’s refrain unfold

Inspired by 2 Corinthians 5:16-21. May be sung to the Finlandia tune.
©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

 

News, views, notes, and quotes

3 December 2015  •  No. 48

 Processional. Beluga whales responding to cello music.

¶ Call to worship. “The Manger’s trailhead opens at / the portal of praise and genuflecting / thanks. Not because heaven arises to / piety’s incense. But because Advent’s / brush with moral flesh is a perilous journey, / fraught with insurrection’s threat, / pregnancy’s scandal, birthed from / stabled bed, and Herod’s foam and fury. / The innocents take it in the chops every time.” —continue reading Ken Sehested’s “Portal of Praise

¶ To visualize the import of Advent, watch this NASA video (3:28 minutes, with beautiful background music) profiling the largest picture ever taken (1.5 billion pixels), requiring more than 4 GB of disk space. It is an image of the Andromeda Galaxy captured by the Hubble Space Telescope. There are 100 million stars in this one image. (Thanks, Ivan.)

¶ Song of praise. Earl Scruggs’ “Flint Hill Special,” performed by brothers Jonny Mizzone (8) on banjo, Robbie (12) on fiddle and Tommy (13) on guitar, of the Sleepy Man trio.

¶ St. Dorothy? “A proposal for Dorothy Day’s canonization was put forth publicly by the Claretian Missionaries in 1983. At the request of Cardinal John J. O'Connor, head of the diocese in which she lived, in March 2000 Pope John Paul II granted the Archdiocese of New York permission to open her cause, allowing her to be called a ‘Servant of God’ in the eyes of the Catholic Church. As canon law requires, the Archdiocese of New York submitted this cause for the endorsement of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops, which it received in November 2012.” —Wikipedia

¶ In truth, all human beings are called to be saints, but that just means called to be fully human, to be perfect—that is, whole, mature, fulfilled. The saints are simply those men and women who relish the event of life as a gift and who realize that the only way to honor such a gift is to give it away. —William Stringfellow

¶ The dilemma with naming saints is that we have a tendency to elevate them to pedestals, creating distance between their lives and ours. Accountability is broken—honor is offered but animation is not received.

¶ Confession in word. “We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.” —singer/songwriter/poet Tom Waits

¶ Confession in song.Step Right Up,” by Tom Waits.

¶ Words of assurance. “It will come / When you're broken, / When your heart is finally open, / When you're down, / Down and troubled, / When you're lost among the rubble  / Mercy, mercy, coming to you, / Feel her beauty flowing through you  / She will unbind you, set the word free. / Mercy, Mercy.” —Glen Hansard, “Her Mercy

¶ Good news. By the end of the 19th century, Florida’s pink flamengo population were nearly eradicated due to feather and egg harvesting. “Last year, ornithologists counted a record 147 flamingos in Storm Treatment Area 2 early in the breeding season, which lasts from March to July. This year they tallied only eight, but it seems the birds are back for good.” Amy Kraft, “Audubon”

¶ Sane sense. “I don’t want [Donald Trump] to understand Islam. . . . I want him to understand the Constituion.” —Dalia Mogahed, director of Research at the Institute for Social Policy and Understanding, on “Meet the Press,” 22 November 2015

¶ The faux fight for Christmas is a fool’s errand. Consider the following:

        •Instead of putting Christ back into Christmas, our nation’s Puritan ancestors wanted to remove him entirely, going so far as to outlawing seasonal cheer both in the Puritan-controlled British parliament (1643) and later in the Massachusetts Bay Colony.

        •Between 1659 and 1681 any Massachusetts colonist found making merry on Christmas was fined five shillings.

        • In 1706, a Puritan mob smashed the windows of King's Chapel in Boston to disrupt an Anglicans Christmas service.

        •“If it had been the will of Christ that the anniversary of his birth have been celebrated, he would at least let us have known the day.” —Ezra Stiles, writing in 1776

        •The New Testament’s and early church’s general disinterest in dating the birth of Jesus was key to the Puritan bah-humbuggery. The earliest recorded speculation about a precise nativity date is in the late second century CE, when Clement of Alexandria surveys several then-current theories, all of which proposed spring season days.

        •It wasn’t until the 1870s that New England states embraced Christmas revelry.

        •In Scotland, Christmas wasn’t an acknowledged holiday until 1958.

        • Benjamin Franklin penned what was likely the best general assessment of the holiday, both in Britain and in the Colonies, recorded in the 1739 edition of Poor Richard’s Alamanac: “O blessed Season! Lov’d by Saints and Sinners / For long Devotions, or for longer Dinners.” —all this and more is gathered in Ken Sehested’s “Faux fight for Christmas: Backdrop on the annual year-end culture war

¶  “For I believe, in the words of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., that there is such a thing as being too late. And when it comes to climate change, that hour is almost upon us.” President Barack Obama at the UN Climate Change conference in Paris

¶ When bankers say it. . . . “Scientific research finds that an increasing concentration of greenhouse gases in our atmosphere is warming the planet, posing significant risks to the prosperity and growth of the global economy.” statement from the six largest banks in the US, including JP Morgan Chase Bank, Bank of America Corp., Wells Fargo, and Citibank (the four largest commercial banks) along with Goldman Sachs and Morgan Stanley, the two largest investment banks, Barbara Grady, GreenBiz

¶ “It’s not news that climate change disproportionately affects the poor—but a new report from the World Bank gives us a better idea of just how stacked the deck really is. The report is one of the first to connect climate and poverty at the level of the household. According to the Bank, a warming world will send an additional 100 million people into extreme poverty (living on $1.90 per day, according to the new standard) by 2030 — and nearly half of those people will live in India.” Clayton Aldern, Grist (Thanks, Robert)

Intercession. The University of South Carolina and Clemson University bands team up to play a tribute (6:29 minutes) to members of the Emanuel AME Church and the memory of those who died in the 17 June 2015 terrorist attack.

¶ There are times when what is needed is to simply say no: No further; no more; not in my name. “Upset over new [Mormon] church policies that declare same-sex couples apostates and restrict their children from baptism and other rites,” more than 1,000 Mormons lined up in a park in Salt Lake City beside the Mormon Tabernacle for a mass resignation. Jack Healy, New York Times

¶ “In a survey we conducted with the Police Executive Research Forum last year of 382 law enforcement agencies, 74 percent reported anti-government extremism as one of the top three terrorist threats in their jurisdiction; 39 percent listed extremism connected with Al Qaeda or like-minded terrorist organizations. And only 3 percent identified the threat from Muslim extremists as severe, compared with 7 percent for anti-government and other forms of extremism.” —Charles Kurzman and David Schanzer, “The Growing Right-Wing Terror Threat,” New York Times

¶ Preach it. “We have become so accustomed to the idea of divine love and of God’s coming at Christmas that we no longer feel the shiver of fear that God’s coming should arouse in us. We are indifferent to the message, taking only the pleasant and agreeable out of it and forgetting the serious aspect, that the God of the world draws near to the people of our little earth and lays claim to us. The coming of God is truly not only glad tidings, but first of all frightening news for everyone who has a conscience.” —Dietrich Bonhoeffer

¶ Prayer&politiks is not above printing celebrity gossip. According to the UK’s Telegraph newspaper, big screen superstar Brad Pitt has ditched his strict Southern Baptist rearing and is now a proud atheist. When people tell me they no longer believe in God, I typically say, “Tell me what god you no longer believe in—chances are I don’t believe in that one, either.”
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¶ Call to the table. Listen to this recitation of Adam Zagajewski’s poem “Try to Praise the Mutilated World.”

¶ Attention deficit loitering. A USA Today survey of 2,000 smartphone users reports that on average users check their phones 134 a day.

¶ Altar call. “Pope Francis pulled no punches and appears to be leading his very own war on Christmas. In a sermon this week, he called the decadent holiday a ‘charade’:
        "‘Christmas is approaching: there will be lights, parties, Christmas trees and nativity scenes . . . it's all a charade. The world continues to go to war. The world has not chosen a peaceful path,’ he said in a sermon. He didn’t mince words for those who wage war: ‘We should ask for the grace to weep for this world, which does not recognize the path to peace. To weep for those who live for war and have the cynicism to deny it,’ the Argentine pontiff said, adding: ‘God weeps, Jesus weeps.’” Jen Hayden, Daily Kos

¶ Just for fun. Andy Griffith’s classic 1953 stand-up monologue, “What It Was, Was Football(5:39 minutes).

¶ Lection for Sunday next. “John. / Spirit-drenched baptizer of repentant flesh, / exposing shameful inheritance to the Advent / of mercy and an anthem of praise. / Lonely minstrel of pledged Betrothal, announcing dawn’s infiltration / of destiny’s dark corner, / scattering death’s shadow with / the footfalls of peace.” —continue reading Ken Sehested’s poem, “The baptizer’s bargain

¶ Benediction.Don’t Ever Let Nobody Drag Your Spirit Down,” Eric Bibb & Maria Muldaur.

¶ Recessional.Cantus in Memoriam of Benjamin Britten,” a short (6:56 minutes) canon in A minor, written in 1977 by the Estonian composer Arvo Pärt.

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Featured this week on prayer&politiks:

•“Faux fight for Christmas: Backdrop on the annual year-end culture war

• “Songs for Advent and Christmas: Old hymns, new lyrics

•“All flesh shall see,” a litany for worship inspired by Luke 3:1-6

• “The baptizer’s bargain,” a poem inspired by the Luke 3 story of John the Baptizer

• “The Baptizer’s Bargain,” a sermon inspired by the Luke 3 story of John the Baptizer

• “Portal of praise: Praise as presage to Advent’s treason,” an Advent poem

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Another Year Is Dawning

Old hymn, new lyrics

by Ken Sehested

Another year is dawning, dear Abba let it be
In working or in waiting, another year with Thee
Another year of hopefulness, another year of praise
Another year of trusting Thy presence all the days.

Another year of mercies, of faithfulness and grace
Another year of longing: Thy Reign come now with haste
Another year of nursing upon Thy loving breast
Another year of trusting, of confidence confessed.

Another year of struggling, our eyes kept on the prize
For listening ‘mid the rumble of war-torn want and cries
¿Es una buena lucha? We ask ourselves again
The struggle’s good! We answer, amen and amen!

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

We Three Kings

Old hymn, new lyrics

by Ken Sehested

We three kings of Orient are bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star

Refrain:
O star of wonder, star of light, star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding, guide us to thy perfect light.

Royal-born on Bethlehem’s plain, gold I bring to crown him again
Rule forever, ceasing never, over us all to reign. Refrain

Frankincense to offer have I; incense rising, prayers on high
Joyful praising, voices raising, worshiping God come nigh. Refrain

Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, sealed in the stone-cold tomb. Refrain

Glorious now behold him arise; from death’s grip and sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia, sounds through the earth and skies. Refrain

Words and music: John H. Hopkins; adaptations (vv. 2-3, 5) by Ken Sehested • ©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

O Little Town of Bethlehem

Old hymn, new lyrics

O wounded town of Bethlehem
How sad we see thee cry
Above thy curfewed, empty streets
The belching tanks roll by

Yet from deep memory springeth
The hope of all the years
God’s kingdom come
God’s will be done
On earth, relieved of tears

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

Written April 2002 on the campus of Bethlehem University, Occupied West Bank of Palestine, where our 2002 Christian Peacemaker Teams delegation took refuge (after being stopped by Israeli soldiers) while attempting to walk into Bethlehem during a curfew (Israel’s “Operation Defensive Shield” invasion of the Occupied West Bank).

By Love Possessed – A Doxology

Old tune, new lyrics

by Ken Sehested
(sung to the tune "Old Hundredth")

Oh, Blessed One, choired angels sing
Of life surrendered, offering
The power to bless as blessed we are
To welcome strangers near and far.

Oh, Ancient Promise, tune thine ear
To pain and suff’ring, linger near.
Cast off the rule of wail and woe.
Thy tender love on us bestow.

O, Jealous One, of cov’nant vow,
Recast the sword from threat to plow.
Remold Earth’s fury by thy Word
All flesh observe thy grace conferred.

May all my ways through all my days,
Befriend thy justice, sing thy praise.
Conformed no more to sin’s distress.
Thy sovereign reign uphold and bless.

My heart’s desire shall always be,
Nearer—my God—always to thee.
My soul, content, now finds its home
In sheltered hearth no more to roam.

These are the words we long to hear:
Sweet tidings sound, of hope and cheer.
Thus, in death’s hour, our final test,
Our hearts secured, by love possessed.

Sing to our God with cheerful voice
Let Resurrection joy foretell
Life in the Spirit’s breath rejoice

The Most High One is God indeed
Without our hand the world was made
Yet would not leave us in our need
But walks among us unafraid

Therefore, lift hand in earnest praise
With joyful heart rise up and sing
Mercy now marking all our days
Obedient love our offering

Come, Spirit, set our lives afire
With hopeful dreams of earth renewed
With us abide, with us conspire
For wrath’s demise, all death subdued

Nearer, my God, to Thee I cling
May grace forever mark my way
And though I face death’s final sting
I know Thy love shall ne’er betray

Though darkness threaten Love’s consent
Though feet, confounded, lose their way
Yet doth my heart rest, confident
Of Incarnation’s full display

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org