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40
days since Christmas. Old end of the
Christmas season. “Circumcision”. The covenant with Abraham is brought to its
fulfillment in Christ. Also the promise
of Ezekiel that the Lord’s presence will return to the temple after the Lord’s
glory had abandoned the temple due to sacrileges practiced by His priests (a
fitting message for our times as well).
Two
words from Simeon today really point us forward to the Paschal Mystery,
especially Good Friday: “A sword will pierce your heart.” “A sign that will be
contradicted.”
“A
sign that will be contradicted.” It
seems that whenever we stand up for Christ, we will receive some opposition. First, we need to discern well if we are really
standing with Jesus or standing with some ideology that seems to fit Christ
when looked at from a specific lens.
Secondly, this doesn’t mean that we should be provoking opposition, but
that we shouldn’t be shocked when it comes.
Jesus didn’t provoke. Even His coming as a child and his years of hidden
life show that He was not trying to bring about separation and division, but
truly tried to draw people to himself.
“A
sword will pierce your heart.” Nothing hurts more than when that separation is
from those you love the most. Family and
friends at times will not share our faith or our enthusiasm for being
Christian. This may cause grief and a
type of “death” but should not rob our hope in Christ, nor should it destroy
our love for them. We must pray, witness, and love them as they make their way
through the five steps of conversion we spoke of last week: initial trust,
curiosity, openness, seeking/pursuing, and discipleship.
The
God of infinite power returns to His temple in this way. What a surprise.
Babies need
parents. You only exist today because
you were loved day after day by someone.
My little nephew with his floppy head and hilarious arm skills is proof
that we couldn’t survive on our own. God
chose to make himself one of us, and thus chose to make himself “need” us for a
little bit, just as we really do need God for every moment of our existence,
for every breath.
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