“SURPRISED BY JOY”
LUKE 1:39-56
38 Then Mary said, "Here am I, the
servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word." Then the angel departed from her.
39 In those days Mary set out and
went with haste to a Judean town in the hill country,
40 where she entered the house of Zechariah
and greeted Elizabeth.
41 When Elizabeth heard Mary's greeting, the child leaped in her womb. And Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit
42 and exclaimed with a loud cry,
"Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb.
43 And why has this happened to me,
that the mother of my Lord comes to me?
44 For as soon as I heard the sound
of your greeting, the child in my womb leaped for joy.
45 And blessed is she who believed
that there would be a fulfillment of what was spoken to her by the Lord."
46 And Mary said, "My soul magnifies
the Lord,
47 and my spirit rejoices in God my
Savior,
48 for he has looked with favor on
the lowliness of his servant. Surely, from now on all generations will call me blessed;
49 for the Mighty One has done great
things for me, and holy is his name.
50 His mercy is for those who fear
him from generation to generation.
51 He has shown strength with his
arm; he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts.
52 He has brought down the powerful
from their thrones, and lifted up the lowly;
53 he has filled the hungry with good
things, and sent the rich away empty.
54 He has helped his servant Israel, in remembrance of his mercy,
55 according to the promise he made
to our ancestors, to Abraham and to his descendants forever."
56 And Mary remained with her about
three months and then returned to her home.
Joy
to the world the Lord has come. That’s what this season is all about, right? It’s a season to sing and celebrate the birth of God’s only begotten Son. Have you ever noticed though how people can be so un-joyful in this season of great
joy? Some people feel the same way a wife did when she came home one evening
after several hours of Christmas shopping. Her husband wasn’t too pleased
when he saw her walk through the door carrying several boxes and bags full of gifts.
“What did you buy?” he asked. Before she could answer he went
on to complain a little. “With prices as high as they are,” he said,
“I bet you spent a fortune. I hate to think what you’ve done to our nest egg.” The criticism didn’t set very well with the wife as she put the bags and boxes on the dining room
table. “I’ll tell you what happened to our nest egg,” she snapped.
“The old hen got tired of sitting on it.”
Unfortunately, joy seems to be in short supply these days. On a scale of one to ten how joyful would you say people are these days? Here’s another question. How joyful are you? If you’re
full of joy I’ve got some good news for you. Y you can stop listening. If, on the other hand, you’d like to have
a little more joy in your life you might want to take a look at Mary and Elizabeth.
When
they met each other that day they were positively ecstatic. They were overwhelmed with joy.
You can see it in everything they said and did. Even the baby in Elizabeth’s
womb did a couple of somersaults. Then after Elizabeth
told Mary how blessed she was Mary said, “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior…for
he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name.” (RSV)
So,
why were Mary and Elizabeth so joyful? They were joyful because they knew that
God was doing something wonderful for them and through them. Elizabeth, a woman
who was too old, was finally great with child and Mary, a woman who was still a virgin, was also great with child. This wasn’t going to be just any child either. This
was the child who was coming into the world full of grace and truth.
Mary and Elizabeth were full of joy because they saw the
hand of God at work in the world around them and in the unfolding of their own lives. That’s the key to joy right there. God isn’t remote and removed from what’s going on in your life. God isn’t sitting up there on that heavenly thrown waiting to see what you’re going to do with
your life. God is involved and deeply invested in what’s going on in your
life.
So,
when was the last time God did something wonderful for you? By the way, don’t
give me the argument that you’re not important enough for God to pay any attention to what’s going on in your
life.
After
all, look at Mary and Elizabeth. They may be famous today, but back then they
were a couple of nobodies. They weren’t rich. They weren’t famous. They didn’t spend their days
rubbing elbows with the elite at the Jerusalem Country Club. That didn’t stop God though from reaching down from the
heavens and blessing each of them with a miracle.
God
doesn’t ask to see your bank account before doing something wonderful for you. God doesn’t care if you live in
Harlem or Hyannisport. God doesn’t care if you’re
a CEO or CEO wannabe. None of that matters to God. The only think God wants to know is do you have faith?
It’s
a simple question. Do you believe that God wants to do something wonderful for you?
Do you believe that God is ready, willing and able to be a part of your day to day life? A little boy didn’t have any trouble answering that question.
One day he was sitting in church with his mother. Everything was fine
until his mother heard a loud whistle in the middle of the minister’s prayer.
When she realized that the whistle came from her son she was horrified. “Whatever
made you do that?” she asked with a scowl on her face. “Well,” the little boy replied without any hesitation
at all. “I asked God to teach me how to whistle and just then he did.”
Mary
and Elizabeth were full of joy because they saw God doing something wonderful for them and through them. Joy comes when you’re willing to see God’s hand at work in the world around you and in the
unfolding of your own life. By the way, according to director Frank Capra, that’s what the Christmas movie, It’s A Wonderful Life is all about. In an interview a number
of years ago Capra said, “I believe the real message of It’s A Wonderful
Life is this: that under the sun, nothing is insignificant to God.”
Nothing
is insignificant to God. Elizabeth
wasn’t insignificant to God. Mary wasn’t insignificant to God and
you’re not insignificant to God either.
Some
people though don’t believe that. Deep down they’re convinced they
really are insignificant. Deep down they’re haunted by the feeling that
they really don’t count. It’s a spiritual disease that has infected
the souls of a lot of people and robbed them of their joy.
They
feel the same way Tom Southerland did about 20 years ago. You may remember that
Tom Southerland was held as a hostage for four years by Shiite terrorists in Lebanon. In a speech that he gave after he was freed he said that being a hostage was “very
lonely and you worry that people will forget you.” During his captivity he said he could hear his guards’ radio.
So, he listened closely to the BBC news every night hoping to hear his name mentioned. It never happened though and he figured that nobody knew he was being held hostage. Finally, after four years of utter loneliness Tom Southerland was released. He and his wife were flown back to the United States. When they landed Southerland was amazed to see that there were television cameras
and reporters along with a huge crowd at the airport. He turned to his wife and
suggested that a celebrity must be on the plane with them. “Look around
and see if you can spot who it is,” he said. His wife was surprised. “Honey,” she said, “they are all here for you! It’s you! This is all for you!” At that point tom Southerland said he started to cry and couldn’t stop. “I thought everybody had forgotten about me,” he said.
“I didn’t think anybody cared. Thank God I was wrong.”
The joy that Mary and Elizabeth shared that day was the
joy that comes from knowing that you do count. It’s the joy that comes
from knowing that God is always near. God is always working to bless you in ways that are sometimes spectacular and in ways
that are sometimes very simple.
In their
book Small Miracles II, Yitta Halberstram and Judith Leventhal share a story about
a woman who saw God at work in her life. Mary Margaret Dereu’s life changed
forever on October 24, 1995 when her beloved husband Eugene
died suddenly. For 34 years they had shared a deep and devoted love. In fact, she often called him her “Prince.” When
Eugene died Mary was devastated and the pain was very slow to go away. She especially felt the pain the following Valentine’s Day.
So, to distract herself she drove to a local outdoor market. While she
was there she noticed a row of camellia bushes that were in full bloom. The majestic
white flowers reminded her of the flowers at her wedding. So, she bought one
of the bushes and brought it home. When she got there she chose a special place
for the bush. She decided to put it next to one of Eugene’s
favorite shady trees. She dug the hole and then as he began to cover the roots
with soil she kept repeating, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Eugene. Happy Valentine’s Day, my Prince.”
Once the bush was in place she stood up. It was then that she noticed
a white tag attached to the base of the bush. She thought to herself, “They
must name these bushes just as they name rosebushes.” So, she turned the
tag over in her muddy fingers. There on the tag she saw that this particular
camellia bush was name Prince Eugene.
Was
that a coincidence? Or was it a gift from a God who is always near, always at
work in the world around you and in the unfolding of your own life? That’s where the joy comes from. It comes from the
conviction that with God nothing is insignificant. Everybody counts. Mary counts. Elizabeth counts. Joseph count. Zechariah counts and so do you and I. Amen.
Rev.
Dr. Richard A. Hughes
December
11, 2005