Candy Cane Christmas
Hey everyone! Greetings, Salutations, and Happy Christmas (as the Irish people say)! I just want to take a break from our many Christmas gatherings and give y'all an update on our lives, as well as some holiday musings inspired by the Irish people.
December Updates
First, our day-to-day well-being has been so blessed this month with the addition of Olaf, our new Volkswagen car, as well as internet in our home and furniture from Ikea. To make things even more incredible, my mother, father and brother will be traveling to Ireland to stay with us for two weeks! It will be so amazing to have them bring Texas to Ireland for Christmas as well as introduce them to our new stomping grounds.
Second, as far as financial updates go, we are officially 94% fully funded! Wow. God just keeps using y'all and we keep getting blown away. Thank you.
And finally lets be real, Molly and I have been incredibly busy this Christmas season, which has been so good for us. Something about all of the preparation for Christmas helps the soul appreciate what Christmas really means. The church is decorated, they collected food for charity, had communion service, carol service, had a potluck, and Christmas parties for each lifegroup, children's class, and youth group. And to top it all off we will be gathering tomorrow at 10am, Christmas morning, to worship and celebrate Jesus together, with the children in pajamas with toys in their hands. Needless to say, I am pumped for Christmas day.
Christmas in Ireland
So here is something I am learning: If you want to get to know the heart of a city introduce yourself to lots of random people, try as much of the city's food as possible, and spend a holiday in the city, especially Christmas. Guys, Christmas in Ireland is HUGE. Santa himself came to turn on the city lights in Enniscorthy, after a huge parade. During the parade they handed out mince pies and candy. Kids went insane. And here are a few pictures of the festivities we found in Dublin.
Candy Cane Dilemma
It as been among the excitement of the Christmas season that I realized something, or rather God focused my scatter-brained attention. The realization occurred as Molly and I were handing out candy canes with a card attached, inviting people to our church carol service. We had made about 200 in preparation and planned to hand them out around Enniscorthy in all of the busy places where pedestrians roam. However, try as we might, for the first few hours we only found a few people to take them. Eventually one of the pastors stopped by and advised us to tell the pedestrians that they were FREE candy canes.......We then proceeded to give away the remaining candy canes in under an hour
Apparently the Irish pedestrians assumed that we were either asking for money for a charity, or that the "free" candy cane would have strings attached. When we began to explain that the candy canes were free the people were genuinely shocked, and I was shocked by their being shocked. "This doesn't ever happen", was a common phrase the Irish people would say to me. About a candy cane.
I can be so entitled in my own American culture. Free things are not rare in America, in fact they are annoyingly common. If I had been passing out candy canes in an American mall, it would be assumed that they were free, no strings attached. Whereas in Ireland the people are so used to being taxed for every little thing, enduring a recession, making the best with what they have, and wrestling with financial debt that something given without charge must be a sham. Something given freely cannot be meant for them, it must be intended for someone else, someone who is known to be a good person. Something given freely and generously must be a lie, with stipulations and fine print, with obligations and guilt.
Now I'm only 3 months new to this country, but what if this is how the Irish people feel about Jesus? Jesus breaks through time and space, God incarnate in human bone and skin, and joyfully presents Himself as the greatest hope for the world, freely given for us to enjoy and finally be satisfied. Yet the Irish people assume this free gift has the stipulations of, or is dependent on, their regular confessions, attendance in church, and more good deeds than bad deeds. A free gift intended to be their greatest joy is twisted into a guilt-ridden device that causes shame and fear.
So what do we do?
How do we combat this lie? Through affirming the truth in words, emotions, and actions. We declare God to be the greatest gift to mankind, for our greatest joy, satisfaction, and fulfillment. That Christ is better than any gift we can imagine or desire. That through Him all other delights in the world are made more sweet, and with Him every storm of life is insufficient to separate us from Him. We do repent of and grieve our sin, but not to earn penance, but to grieve when we fail to place God as the greatest joy and repent to trust in Jesus to change our hearts to know Him more. That by gazing into His likeness we are made more like Him (2 Corinthians 3:18). And we live lives of action, welcoming people into the family of God, giving of our possessions and time generously, and building up the church to make disciples of all nations (Acts 2:42-47, Ephesians 4:16, Matthew 28:19). We preach the gospel of Jesus to ourselves and others to know more fully the goodness of being adopted as God's children (Philemon 1:6). And so many other things.
Isaiah 55 so adeptly states what I am trying to communicate, and what I believe is Jesus' heart for us through Christmas. When I read this, I imagine Jesus talking directly to me and you.
Come, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that which does not satisfy? Listen diligently to me, and eat what is good, and delight yourselves in rich food. Incline your ear, and come to me; hear, that your soul may live; and I will make with you an everlasting covenant, my steadfast sure love for David.
Well I'd love to keep musing by the fireside, but White Christmas and peppermint fudge are calling my name.
Merry Christmas