Saturday, December 28, 2013

Not Ashamed of the Gospel

Not Ashamed of the Gospel
For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to the Greek.  Romans 1:16

Paul was deeply interested in the Christian Church at Rome. He longed to visit the Christians there in order that he might impart unto them some “spiritual gift to the end that there faith might be morally firmly established” and also that he might be comforted by their Christian fellowship. But God in His wise providence had not seen fit for Paul to visit the capital city, Rome. Paul was afraid that the Christians in Rome might have thought that he did not want to visit them, so in beginning his letter to them he commences by allaying there fears. He tells them he had purposed to come but was led hitherto. The source of his desire to come to Rome is found in his love for the gospel and in his confidence of its saving power.

Rome was a pagan city; the evil forces of the world had their citadel there. Because of this the Christians in Rome may have thought that Paul’s delay in coming to Rome was due to timidity and fear, least the gospel might prove to be impotent and ineffectual in the midst of the vice and sin centered in Rome. But whatever the cause of Paul’s delay in coming to the city of Rome it was not due to any fear on his part for he says unto them, in the words of our text, “For I am not ashamed of the gospel: for it is the power of God unto salvation, to everyone that believeth; to the Jew first and also to the Greek.”

“I am not ashamed of the gospel” probably means that he is proud of the gospel. Oftentimes a negative assertion bears more weight and authority than a positive statement. When Jesus said, “This man is not far from the kingdom” He meant that the man was very near to the kingdom. In speaking of a large city we often say, “It is no mean city,” and thereby, we mean that it is a large and prominent one. Thus by these words Paul no doubt means that he glories and rejoices in the gospel. The world may have held the gospel in contempt but Paul honored and revered it. In these words we see Paul’s feeling towards the gospel.

There were many reasons why Paul might have been ashamed of the gospel. He might have been ashamed of it because of its message. The author of this gospel was the member of a despised and indestructible race. He had been born in a stable, He had been baptized with sinners, He had been crucified between thieves, He had lived the life of an obscure carpenter in Nazareth, and He had no great military victories to His credit but had lived a life of peace and love. His only claim to recognition was death upon a cross. And now His disciples claimed that through that death on the cross salvation was offered to all. There was an offence to the gospel message but Paul was not ashamed of it.

Paul might have been ashamed of the gospel because the majority of its followers were illiterate men and women. “Even the Christian teachers were wool workers, cobblers and fullers --- the most illiterate and vulgar of mankind.” Paul, himself, was well educated. He had sat at the feet of Gamaliel a great Jewish Rabbi. But the great bulk of the Christians were ignorant and unlearned men and women. Thus the intelligentsias of the day despise Christianity, the Jewish rabbis and Greek philosophers, held in contempt the gospel because it called for simple belief and not argument. The gospel was foolishness to the wise but Paul was unashamed of it.

Very few of the followers of Christ possessed earthly wealth. In those days men despised poverty and snubbed the poor. The founder of the Christianity was a poor carpenter, its first advocates were poor fishermen, it followers were made up of the lower classes of society --- poor mechanics, slaves, beggars and peasants. The rich disdained the gospel because it was free and their great riches we of no avail. Even through the gospel attracted the poor Paul was unashamed of it because he knew that in Christ they were the possessors of untold riches.

Christ had foretold that His followers would be persecuted and reviled. And this prophesy was fulfilled. There were many religions and sects in the Roman Empire but none save Christianity was persecuted. Many times Paul had been persecuted. Concerning his sufferings for the sake of the gospel he says, “Of the Jews five times received I forty stripes save one. Thrice was I beaten with rods and once was I stoned, thrice I suffered shipwreck, a day and a night have I been in the deep.” In Paul’s day men paid with their life because they were willing to take up their cross and follow in the footsteps of the Master. The world despised this persecuted religion, but Paul was not ashamed of it. He cried, “Woe is me, if I preach not the gospel.”

A despised message, association with the ignorant and the poor, and persecution, all this did not cause the great apostle to be ashamed of the message he proclaimed and the Christ he served. On the other hand Paul was proud of his message and glorified in the Christ of the cross: “God forbid that I should glory save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ,” was the theme song of his life.

Paul was not ashamed of the gospel because it was power that could do something. The farmer is not ashamed of the little seed, shriveled, dried and ugly though it be, that he places it in the ground. He knows that God has endowed it with hidden virtues that have been denied to even the diamond and the ruby. He knows that there is life and power resident in that seed, one day it will take root, grow and bring forth abundant fruit. Paul was not ashamed of the gospel, for the gospel seed planted in a receptive heart would bring forth abundant fruit.

The time in which Paul was living was the time of Nero, the city to which he was writing was the city of Rome, in which, as in a sort of moral sewer all the detestable wickedness of the world festered. Paul was aware of the obstacles that would confront him in the proclamation of the gospel in this wicked city, he was not reluctant to go, he yearned to go and release in Rome the atomic power of the gospel. It was this power and this power alone that could blast open the sewers of sin and let in the healing sunshine of God’s love.

The Jews said that the gospel was of Beelzebub, the pagan maintained that is was the power of fanaticism, but Paul proclaimed it to be the power of Almighty God. As the power of God it can do anything. It can overcome deep seated prejudices. Paul knew this from experience, he was prejudiced against Christianity to the extent that he punished Christians often “in every synagogue and compelled them to blaspheme; and being exceedingly mad against them he persecuted them even unto strange cities.” It is only the power of God that can blast and level the walls of class and race prejudice in our country that can place in the heart of the Russian a love for America, and in the heart of the American a love of the Japanese.

The gospel is the power of God that can blast pagan cults, religions and sects. Paul witnessed Diana of the Ephesians lose many, many of her worshipers when the gospel was proclaimed. In the short space of three hundred years the gospel displaced the pagan cults of the Roman Empire. It is the power alone that can blast sin and overthrow the false gods that we have here in America.

The gospel is the power of God unto salvation. It was given to man for a specific purpose and to reveal a definite aspect of God’s character. Nature reveals God’s power to create. The gospel reveals God’s power to re-create. It is the power to make a Peter out of a Simon, a proclaimer of the gospel out of one who persecuted Christians. It is the power that will take a life battered and torn by the ravages and make it a thing of beauty, a vessel fit for the Master’s use, a channel of blessing unto all mankind.

The gospel of salvation is the only power that can save us today. General MacArthur said, “Military alliances, balances of power, League of Nations, all in turn failed … we have had our last chance. If we do not now devise some greater system, Armageddon will be at our door. The problem basically is theological and involves a spiritual recrudescence … it must be of the spirit if we are to save the flesh.” In the New York Times, Dave Boone said, “It looks as though man had better start harnessing the forces of the Spirit, the power of the Holy Writ, and the elections of the Golden Rule … the only atomic bombs that will save mankind from now on are to be found there.”

We are not ashamed of atomic power, although we may be ashamed of the use to which we put it. As Christians we are not ashamed of the gospel which is the power (that can do something) of God (which can do anything) unto salvation (which can re-create human lives). The question is are we ashamed of this power over which you and I have control. Paul was not ashamed of the gospel, better still; the gospel was not ashamed of Paul. Paul believed in the gospel and he did his dead level best to communicate its power unto others.

So often Christians say,” I wish that there was something I could do to further the cause of peace.” There are two things that each of us can do, things which are most important and most necessary: we can live according to the power of the gospel, and we can do our best to communicate its power by deed of life and word of mouth to others.

Are you ashamed of the gospel? Is the Christ of the gospel ashamed of you?
Dr. Robert W Kirkpatrick

Presbyterian Church Saint Albans, W Va. September 22, 1946

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

In Anticipation of Christmas

In Anticipation of Christmas

In the same region there were some shepherds staying out in the fields and keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord suddenly stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them; and they were terribly frightened. But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.  (Luke 2:8-11)

First I would like to wish each and every one of you a Christ Filled Christmas. As our Lord and Savior is the reason for this day of celebration, this moment in the year that we remember the greatest gift given unto man, this day that is representative of the day that the Israel Nation long awaited for sense Genesis 3:15 thousands of years prior, and the day that forever changed the history of mankind.

Many times in God’s Word we have been told to remember. In the King James Bible we are told 148 times by God to remember. The present is moving through history and even the moment when you starting listening to this devotion is now in the past. What we believe, what we have become, and what we will be, is governed by the history of the past and by the history of our life. History is important then; history is the foundation by which we grow from into the future. History is sacred, as if one who would want to influence the future he must change the past. This very act is happening in our country today, it is happening throughout the world, history is being re-written to satisfy the self-serving desires of the contemporary world. This is why God in His infinite wisdom told His people to remember so that His truth could be passed on to the future generations. To change the truth of the past is to perpetuate the worlds lie into the future. This is why the scriptures were written under the influence of the Holy Spirit so that today we may know the truth. Isaiah the prophet wrote this passage that we may remember the truth of God. "Remember the former things long past, For I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is no one like Me, Declaring the end from the beginning, And from ancient times things which have not been done, Saying, 'My purpose will be established, And I will accomplish all My good pleasure’;”  (Isaiah 46:9)

For thousands of years the Israel nation had been faithful in waiting with great anticipation for the coming of their Messiah. They knew the scriptures and they believed the promises of the Lord, as He had proven Himself many times in their history. The Israel nation passed the truth down from generation to generation and they never grew tired of their anticipation for the coming of their Messiah. They knew the promise of the Lord spoken to then through the prophet Isaiah, “For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us; And the government will rest on His shoulders; And His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace. There will be no end to the increase of His government or of peace, On the throne of David and over his kingdom, To establish it and to uphold it with justice and righteousness From then on and forevermore. The zeal of the LORD of hosts will accomplish this.”  (Isaiah 9:6-7) This is the Messiah they were waiting for, this is the Messiah they desired, as they were living under the oppression of the Roman government, and they needed deliverance.

Israel was looking for the conquering Messiah that would free them for their oppressors and drive away their enemies, establish the everlasting Kingdom, establish an everlasting peace, and uphold them as the chosen nation of God. They were looking for a Messiah that would come with the Heavenly Host and would destroy all those who opposed them and not though of a Messiah that would be armed with the supreme weapon of Love. I have learned in my days that bullets and bombs do not change the hearts of men, but love will and can change the hardest of hearts and that love never fails. (1 Corinthians 13:8) I am amazed that the Israelites who were so well versed in the scriptures missed their Messiah when He came on that long ago Holy Night. Did they just not want to see the price of their salvation? Were their eyes so fixed on this world that could not see the world to come? Was the self-righteousness, self-pride, lust of the flesh, and lust of the eye, (1 John 2:16) more to them than humble worship of the Creator? Maybe, I don’t know, but they paid no mind to the rest of Isaiah’s prophecy, “For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot, And like a root out of parched ground; He has no stately form or majesty That we should look upon Him, Nor appearance that we should be attracted to Him. He was despised and forsaken of men, A man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; And like one from whom men hide their face He was despised, and we did not esteem Him. Surely our griefs He Himself bore, And our sorrows He carried; Yet we ourselves esteemed Him stricken, Smitten of God, and afflicted. But He was pierced through for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him, And by His scourging we are healed. All of us like sheep have gone astray, Each of us has turned to his own way; But the LORD has caused the iniquity of us all To fall on Him. He was oppressed and He was afflicted, Yet He did not open His mouth; Like a lamb that is led to slaughter, And like a sheep that is silent before its shearers, So He did not open His mouth. By oppression and judgment He was taken away; And as for His generation, who considered That He was cut off out of the land of the living For the transgression of my people, to whom the stroke was due? His grave was assigned with wicked men, Yet He was with a rich man in His death, Because He had done no violence, Nor was there any deceit in His mouth. But the LORD was pleased To crush Him, putting Him to grief; If He would render Himself as a guilt offering, He will see His offspring, He will prolong His days, And the good pleasure of the LORD will prosper in His hand. As a result of the anguish of His soul, He will see it and be satisfied; By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, As He will bear their iniquities. Therefore, I will allot Him a portion with the great, And He will divide the booty with the strong; Because He poured out Himself to death, And was numbered with the transgressors; Yet He Himself bore the sin of many, And interceded for the transgressors.”  (Isaiah 53:2-12)

On that Holy Night in Palestine the lowly shepherds were willing to believe. I find it interesting that the angels would come to the lowly shepherds to announce the arrival of the Savior and not to the Kings and heads of state. Is that not just like a loving Father to come to those who realize their need and not to those who are so filled with themselves. Who would not be afraid with angelic beings shouting from above and light filling the area with truth, who would not be humbled, and would the kings with mighty armies like the Pharaoh of the days of old be afraid of an Almighty God? I find this thought rolling around my mind that we, like the Good Shepherd, are shepherds as well watching the flock. We, the followers of Christ, are called to tend the flock of this world leading them to the light of His truth by our testimony of word and deed. Is this not so, are we not His shepherds? Are we not that ambassadors of His Kingdom here in the far country, traveling through the wilderness, representing the King of kings and Lord of lords, serving Him by serving our neighbor, and planting the seed of His love and truth into their heart? (2 Corinthians 5:20)

I say yes! We are called to serve the Lord, we are called to serve our brothers and sisters is Christ, (Hebrews 10:25) we are called to serve out neighbors, (Matthew 19:19) and we are called to preach the gospel. (Matthew 28:19) This is the day, Christmas, that the Lord came down from His throne and was given unto man that through Him we can have salvation, that the self-inflicted curse that came from our fall in the garden can be erased, and that once perfect relationship we had with our Creator can be restored. That the Lord has made and let us rejoice and be glad within it, let us praise His holy name, and let us remember what He has done for you and me.

I find it interesting that He came down from His throne, heralded by His Heavenly Host, to be born in a stable, and paced in a feeding troth clothed in swaddling cloth. The King of kings and Lord of lords who once was clothed in robes of majestic purple with a train that filled His Temple. (Isaiah 6:1) The King that once smelled the blossoms from the Tree of Life now breathing the odor of animal dung. The King who once held the royal scepter now twisting the straw of a manger. The King who once listened to the praises of the Heavenly Choir of angels now listening to the lowing of cattle and the bleating of sheep. He the Lord of all, who could be anywhere He desired, chose this setting, and I find it a fitting place for the most majestic One to be. For He created all and all the immeasurable universe is beneath Him and all that there is worships Him in obedience to His will with the exception of the crown of His creation man. Why not them be born amongst the obedient and call the obedient to come and worship His arrival. How fitting then that His shepherds would come to adore Him for His is the manna from Heaven. (John 6:58)

“So this is Christmas, and look what we have done. Another year older and a new one just begun.” (John Lennon) What have we done and what are we going to do? Is our life as it should be? I know mine is not. We all have this moment, it is the only one we have, and let’s use it to make a change. Let us remember this Christmas, that day that our Savior came to save that which is lost, let us remember that we have been saved because there is something better that we can be, we can be as a child of God, abiding in Him, and He in us. (1John 3:24)

As our brothers in the faith of the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob continue to wait upon the Lord, continue to wait for their Messiah to come, the Messiah of Isaiah 9:6-7, let us also realize that another Christmas is coming. We must till that moment be about His Kingdom business. We pray for His Kingdom to come, we are praying that His Kingdom come into us. We pray for His will to be done, we pray that we are in His will. Let us then be about His Kingdom business. Let us not be as the foolish virgins but watch and pray that when He comes we will be ready. (Mark 14:38) We know that not even the angels know when but at the time they will herald His coming. It is a mystery to us all, to all His creation and only the Father knows when. It will be as it was for the shepherds of the night in Palestine a surprise. (1 Thessalonians 5:2) As our brothers in the faith are patiently waiting for their Messiah so too should we, praying, trusting, obeying, and working for His Kingdom to come. Because all of God’s promises have been and shall come to truth. “Behold, I tell you a mystery; we will not all sleep, but we will all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet; for the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For this perishable must put on the imperishable, and this mortal must put on immortality. But when this perishable will have put on the imperishable, and this mortal will have put on immortality, then will come about the saying that is written, "Death is swallowed up in victory.” (1 Corinthians 15:51-54)

Lastly I would like to wish each and every one of you a Christ Filled Christmas. As our Lord and Savior is the reason for this day of celebration, this moment in the year that we remember the greatest gift given unto man, this day that is representative of the day that the Israel Nation long awaited for sense Genesis 3:15 thousands of years prior, and the day that forever changed the history of mankind. Let us also be in the same anticipation for the moment when our Savior shall come again, that day when He not only rules from the throne of our hearts but also shall sit on the throne of David and establish His government to which there will be no end. “And He will judge between the nations, And will render decisions for many peoples; And they will hammer their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not lift up sword against nation, And never again will they learn war.”  (Isiah 2:4)
Thomas N Kirkpatrick
Tuesday, December 24, 2013


Saturday, December 21, 2013

No Room in the Inn

No Room in the Inn
The sun is setting over the Bethlehem hills. On the valley road leading to the city can be seen a staggering precession of travelers. Amongst them is a young woman riding on a donkey which is being lead by her husband. This band of travelers has come from the city of Nazareth in the region of Galilee, “For there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed. And Joseph went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem: (because he was of the house and lineage of David) to be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.”

They draw near to Bethlehem through a land alive with historic memories. In the pastures beside them Ruth long ago gleaned in the fields of Boaz. In that hollow to the right outside the gates, brave men had died in bringing to David a drink of water from the well of Bethlehem. But Joseph and his wife are not thinking of these things. Their thoughts are preoccupied with what are about to come to pass. Mary is thinking of the visitor she had from heaven some months before who had said to her,” Hail, thou art highly favored, the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women. Fear not Mary, for thou hast found favor with God. And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name Jesus.” And Joseph is remembering the words of his heavenly visitor, “Joseph, thou son of David, fear not to take unto thee Mary thy wife, for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Ghost. And she shall bring forth a son and thou shalt call his name, Jesus: for he shall save his people from their sins.”

The time for the fulfillment of these prophecies is at hand and Joseph is hastening to the city of Bethlehem so that he might find a place of rest for his wife. The last miles have been very trying for Mary and as night settles upon the city the weary travelers enter the city gates. Ordinarily there would be no trouble in securing lodging for Mary, for in the friendly East hospitality is sacred duty. But now the city is overcrowded for many have come to be enrolled. Joseph went from house to house seeking lodging only to be met with the reply, “There is no room.” Finally Joseph came to the hotel, surely there will be room here, but again he hears the same reply, “There is no room.” By this time Mary is too weary to go further and thus the couple go to the back of the hotel and enter the stable wherein were kept the animals and there Mary laid down to rest on a bed of straw, “while they were there the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her first born son, and she wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in the manger, because there was no room for them in the Inn.”

No room in the inn. This is a common place phrase. Every one who has ever traveled has met it as they have sought hospitality in some wayside inn or tourist home. With a sigh of relief they have dropped their baggage, have flexed their cramped muscles and have prepared to sign the register, only halted with the words: “No room.”

It is, I repeat, a common place phrase, a common experience, save that this phrase have been inserted two words that lift it out of the realm of the commonplace and render ti profoundly significant, “There was no room for them in the inn.” These words have been said of many other persons and they would have remained trite and commonplace but when said of them it becomes a phrase to be repeated with solemn and awed wonderment.

These words are strangely prophetic of the entire ministry of Jesus. They re-echo fro us the words of His herald, “He came unto His own and His own received Him not.” They tell us of the words that Jesus uttered, “The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of man hath not where to lay His head.” Through out the entire two thousand years since the coming of the Babe of Bethlehem the same phase has been echoed, “No room, no room in my heart for thee.” Even now as in the days of His earthy ministry there seems to be no room for the Babe save on the cross of Calvary. To my mind these are the sadist words in the whole Scripture, “There is no room for them in the inn.” Yet these words reveal a wonderful humility which should fill us with joy and peace.

Them refers to three, a man, his espoused wife and an unborn babe. The man was a Prince. He was descended from the great King David, though Solomon. The royal blood of Israel’s kings flowed through His veins, but He was a little late in arriving so was refused admittance to the hotel and was forced to seek shelter in a stable. The woman was a princess, she, too, was descended from the great King, belonging to the line of his younger son Nathan. She has been highly favored by God; the Holy Spirit has visited her in away in which the other children of men have been since the day of creation. But because she was late in arriving she must also make her bed in a stable. It was wonderfully humble for this Prince and Princess to reside with the animals. But we see a greater act of humility on the part of the Babe.

Mary and Joseph could not avoid being shut out of the inn and being forced to sleep in a stable. They were in the grip of the circumstances which they could not control. The crown had been taken away from Israel. Another nation was ruling Palestine. This Prince and Princess had come to Bethlehem not to receive homage but to pay homage to an oppressor nation. Thus it is not to be wondered at that they would humbly make the best of conditions which they were powerless to change.

But the Babe, He was not helpless, He was not held in the grip of circumstances. Mary and Joseph were in the stable because they had to be there, but the Babe because He chose to be. He was there because He, “being in the form of God though it not robbery to be equal with God, but made Himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men.”

That head, which was once crowned with the diadem of Heaven’s King, is now cradled in a manger. Those eyes, which once beheld the glories and beauties of Heaven, look now upon the rude interior of a stable. Those ears which were accustomed to the music of the heavenly choirs are now saluted by the lowing of cattle and the bleating of sheep. Those hands which once formed the world now twist the straw of His humble bed. That Person who once wore the purple robes of royalty in the places of the Lord of lords and King of kings, is now draped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.

What wonderful humility that He whose “name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, the Mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace,” should be born in a manger? What wonderful humility that He who created the beast would be bore amongst then in a manger? Such wonderful humility should melt all our pride and bring us this morning in worshipful adoration to the manger in Bethlehem.

Notice the awful blindness of the people of His day. For countless years the Israelites had been looking for the birth of this Babe. Their prophets had foretold that He would be born in Bethlehem. They were all aware that the time of His birth was drawing nigh. The Son of Righteousness is born and men do not perceive His nearness until angels announce His presence. Of Him it is said, “There shall come a star out of Jacob,” but men do not behold Him until another star guides them to His bed. The people of Jesus’ day were blind.

Physical blindness is a terrible tragedy, and those who dwell in a world of darkness deserve our greatest sympathy. We pity the man for who the sunset holds no glories, for whom a lily is just a shape with an odor, for whom the snowflake is but a ghostly kiss.

Physical blindness is a terrible tragedy but a far greater one is spiritual blindness. How terrible the blindness which beholds the sunset but fails to see that hand of God. How awful the blindness which behold the lily of the field but fails to see the God who clothes it. How awful the blindness which sees the geometric shape of the snowflake but fails to see the God who designed it. Such are a far more terrible state than the physically blind, because seeing they see not. How awful the blindness of the man who comes to the manger on Christmas morning and fails to behold, “Jesus the Savior from sin.” As you come to the manger this Christmas tide do not allow the glittering tinsel, the hustle and bustle of Christmas preparation, the worldly interpretation of Christmas to blind you to the wonderfulness of the Babe sleeping there.

The inn was very busy, the crowd was great, and thus the quest who came bringing the gift of God must pass it by, “because there was no room for them in the inn.” Well might that little inn have bid all their other guests depart, if that be in order to make room for Him. The little inn was too busy, it was too crowded and thus a glorious opportunity was missed. God was crowed out. “There was no room for them in the inn.”

Beloved is your life to full of other things that you have no room for Him? Are you so busy earning a living that you have no room for Him who is the Life? Are you so busy seeking knowledge that you have no room for Him who is the Truth? Are you so busy preparing to celebrate His birthday that you have no room for Him? Are you busy thinking of gifts for others that you have forgotten to receive God’s gift for you?

As you plan to celebrate the day of His birth, has He been uppermost in your thoughts? Many plan to celebrate the birthday of Jesus without once thinking of Him. The world has taken Christ out of Christmas. May that not be true of us.

The innkeeper was so busy that he had no time for Jesus. Thus the Son of God was crowed out into a little outbuilding. Perhaps your heart is filled with good things, every room seems occupied with things of the Church, with charities, with the love for family and friends, until the Savior can find within your heart no smallest chamber in which to dwell. Beware lest the good may crowd out God! As you celebrate the day of the Savior’s birth, won’t you take time to draw aside and say, “Come into my heart, Lord Jesus, there is room in my heart for Thee.”

Dr. Robert W Kirkpatrick

First Presbyterian Church Saint Albans, W Va. December 22, 1945

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

The Meaning of Christmas

The Meaning of Christmas
“Little children, though they may not know a story word for word, dearly love to hear the Christmas story told and retold. We are like the little children when we hear the Christmas story. We have known it sense the toddling days, yet we treasure it, and hear it again with continuous joy. For Christmas is like the never fading candle shining in the world’s darkness; and the Christmas fires warm every watching, waiting heart even as the shepherd’s fire drove back the chill of the winter  night. The manger of Bethlehem renews our faith; it keeps our hope alive and gives love its greatest meaning. Life would be all winter without it. And so it is that Christmas comes again with its heartening story that never grows old.”

As we listen to the rereading or the retelling of the Christmas story we are enthralled by its simple beauty. The Christmas story is beautiful beyond anything which man’s imagination could have produced. What a picture meets the inner eye of the spirit on the opening pages of the gospel of Luke. The appearance of an angel to the hand maiden of the Lord, the journey of a man and his wife from their home in Nazareth unto Bethlehem to be taxed, the search by travel weary parents for lodging, the birth of a baby, wrapped in swaddling bands and laid in a manger, the appearance of angels to a band of shepherds faithfully performing their task on a cold winters night, the announcement: “Unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior who is Christ the Lord.” In all the realm of literature there is no story more beautiful than is this record of the first Christmas.

Very often the beauty of a picture blinds us to its real significance. How true this has been of Christmas! Throughout the Christian era thousands, yes, millions have gathered in homage at the manger, have been entranced by its sublime picture, and have listened to the angels singing, “Glory to God in the highest and on earth, peace amongst men of good will.” But they have gone away to live life upon the same low plane because the meaning of Christmas has been hidden” – “having ears to hear they have not heard, and eyes to see they have not seen.”
Christmas means that the home has been enshrined. Christmas began in a home. About Mary and Joseph were cattle, their babies bed was a manger, but it was a home. There is one trinity that every one can understand – father, mother, and a little child. They alone make a home. A home is not furniture, a house or goods. Home is where the family is, united in the bonds of joy and peace.

Christmas and family are almost synonymous for Christmas has ever been a family celebration. Christmas never seems the same when by force of circumstances families must be separated. From the moment that we first think of a new Christmas season we concentrate upon plans and devise means whereby the family circle can be complete about the Christmas tree. No greater blessing could come to our country at this Christmas season than a rebirth of family life, family loyalty, and family religion. How enriching it would be to the Church life of America if there could be reinstituted the family pew, wherein Mother and Dad, brother and sister sat together and worshipped God Sunday after Sunday! How helpful it would be to family life and training of the child if at this Christmas season there would be reestablished in the homes of our land the family altar, where day by day the family would together read God’s Word and lift their hearts to God in prayer! The family is the basic unit in American life, as goes the family so goes the nation.
“So long as there are homes to which men turn
At the close of day,
So long as there are homes where children are,
Where women stay,
If love and loyalty and faith be found
Across these sills,
A stricken nation can recover form
Its greatest ills.
So long as there are homes where firs burn
And there is bread,
So long as there are homes where lamps are lit
And prayers are said,
Although a people falters through the dark
And nations grope,
We still can hope.”

Christmas means, too, that the commonplace has been ennobled. How significant it was that the Messiah should have been born in a stable rather than in a palace; that he first cloths that covered His body were swaddling bands and not garments of purple; that the first sounds that fell upon His ears were the lowing of cattle and the bleating of sheep rather than the blaring of trumpets announcing the birth of a royal heir. How wonderful that the first announcement of His birth came upon a lonely hillside rather than to a group of world leaders sitting about a conference table. Never has the worth and dignity of the common man been more clearly demonstrated than in these circumstances. Here is the very essence of democracy.

Our thinking today is in terms of bigness. When our country began we thought in terms of a family unit or a wilderness settlement. Then as our nation grew we thought in terms of a state and then in terms of a union of states, and now today we are thinking in terms of one world government. At first we thought in terms of small village stores, then in terms of a chain of stores and now today it is mostly big corporations and big business. Do not misunderstand me. I do not criticize a world vision, we need it; I do not condemn big business, it no doubt has been a big boon to our national development and has contributed to a higher standard of living. I criticize bigness only in so far as it has caused us to lose sight of the commonplace, the common man, and the little things. So often, today, we think in terms of doing the big things and forget to do the little things. In this Christmas season, let us not forget that the first message of Christmas came to a band of lowly shepherds performing a little task. Faithfulness in little things prepares us to do the big things faithfully.

I heard this past week a thrilling account of a Church’s search for a janitor. It was the church in Huntington. An advertisement had been placed in the paper and there were a good number of applicants. One man who applied was a tall strapping man. At the outset of the interview the minister thought that this man had made a mistake that he would be capable of a much better paying job, and he told the man so. But the man said, “Let me tell you my story.” And he proceeded to tell a sordid story of a life spent in the swine pit of sin, of a family that was deserted, and a home destroyed. One night he stumbled, drunk into the Union Mission of Charleston and there was found by Christ. A life was transformed, a home reestablished, a family re-united. He told the minister that when he saw the ad in the paper that he knew that this was the job the Lord had for him. He secured the job. The minister told how that man is thoroughly dedicated to his work as a janitor for he “would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of the Lord than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.”

Christmas had given new meaning to the little tasks of life. It has shown that no task faithfully performed is little in the eyes of God.

Christmas, also means that the individual has been emphasized. It reveals that the individual is important in the eyes of God. To God there is no such thing as a worthless man or woman. Christmas is proof of this, for Christmas is the time of Immanuel – God with us. God so loved man that He gave is only begotten Son. God is so aware of man that the hairs of his head are numbered.

We are living in a world today that has lost sight of this fundamental truth. Many governments think of a man as a pawn upon a chessboard, his life to be moved and regimented according to the will of the government. They have lost sight of the truth that “government is of the people, by the people, for the people.” All too many businesses look upon man as nothing but cogs in the wheels of industry and forget that man has a soul and is important. We need to hear at this Christmas season the words of Synesius spoken to the Roman governor, “You’re treating men as if they were cheap, but man is a thing of price, for Christ died for him.“ God grant that at this Christmas season we may come to new understanding of the dignity of man and the high worth of the individual.

Once more the familiar Christmas story with its radiant beauty is being told to a world that is steeped in darkness of midnight. This message which enshrines the family, ennobles the common place, and emphasizes the worth of the individual can transform our world. Our mistake in the past has been in the thinking of the Christmas message only in terms of that which comes to us rather than that to which we come.

A Negro soldier in looking over a questionnaire placed before him reported to have shaken his head dubiously. He could not write very well, but he scratched at the top of the sheet, “I dunno what it’s all about, but when yuh needs me, heah I is.” The weakness of our Christianity has not been that we do not know what it is all about, but we have not been willing to say, “Heah I is.” May we at this Christmas season with an understanding of the meaning of Christmas in our minds, say from our heart unto God, “Heah I is, use even me.”

Dr. Robert W Kirkpatrick
Presbyterian Church Hinton, W Va. December 22, 1954


Saturday, December 14, 2013

Ready for Christmas?

Ready for Christmas?
Are you ready for Christmas? How many times have you been asked this question during the past days? The implication of this question is: are you physically ready?

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In the hope that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.

For many “being ready for Christmas means the house carefully cleaned and beautifully decorated; the last present bought, wrapped and delivered; the cards addressed and mailed; the tree decorated and the “stockings hung by the chimney with care.”

If this is all that “being ready for Christmas” means then Christmas becomes a burden to be endured rather than a blessing to be enjoyed. For then the joy of seeing gifts piled high is beclouded by the memory of debts piled high; the Christmas cards lose some of their radiance to the fear that someone has been forgotten; the real spirit of Christmas is robbed of its splendor because of bodies worn out from the physical exertion expended in “being ready for Christmas.”

Being ready for Christmas” means more than physical preparation, more than a house made ready, more than receiving and giving of gifts and cards. To be ready for Christmas means spiritual preparation, a heart made ready, and receiving and sharing God’s “inexpressible Gift.”
Mary was ready for Christmas because she was ready for Him. “Mary, peace be with you. The Lord is with you, and He has greatly blessed you. You will become pregnant, and give birth to a son, and you shall name Him Jesus.” Mary answered, “I am a virgin, how can this be?” The heavenly messenger answered, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and God’s power will rest upon you, and the baby that will be born unto you will be the Son of God … for there is not a thing that God cannot do.” And Mary said, “I am the Lord’s servant.”

A heart and a life is “ready for Christmas” when it is ready to have faith in the presence, the power and the provision of God.

Whenever I am prone to doubt and wonder,
I check myself, and say, the Mighty One
Who mad the solar system cannot blunder,
And for the best all things are done.
He who sets the stars on their eternal course,
Has fashioned this strange earth by some sure plan.
Bow lo … bow lo to those majestic forces,
Nor dare to doubt their wisdom, puny man.
You cannot put one star in motion,
You cannot shape one forest leaf,
Nor fling a mountain up, nor sink an ocean,
Presumptuous pygmy, large with unbelief.
You cannot bring one dawn of regal splendor,
Nor bid the day to shadowy twilight fall,
And dare you doubt the One who has done all?

No one is ready for Christmas until he has risen above the weariness incurred in the physical preparation for Christmas and in faith received the wondrous miracle of Christmas. We are not ready at all for Christmas until we are prepared to receive in the simple child like faith of Mary to accept the miracle of God’s redeeming grace. The grace of God that brings salvation to all men has appeared to you this Christmas season. “Joy to the world the Lord has come … Let every heart prepare Him room. … Where believing hearts will receive Him, the dear Christ enters in.”

Joseph was ready for Christmas because there was love in his heart. When Joseph, the man to whom Mary was engaged leaned that she was pregnant, being a man of stern principle, decided to break the engagement but to do it quietly, as he did not want to publicly disgrace her. But in a dream the angel came to him and said, “Joseph, don’t hesitate to take Mary as your wife. For the child within her has been conceived by the Holy Spirit … When Joseph awoke, he did as the angel commanded, and brought Mary home to be his wife.” Here is a living personification of love that “believes all things, endures all things, hope all things … a love that never f ails.”

Dr. Howard Thurman has written: “The expression of love is either a necessity or a luxury. If it be a luxury, it is expendable; if it be a necessity, then to deny it is to perish, so simple is the reality and so terrifying, ultimately there is only one place of refuge on this planet for any man … that is in another man’s heart. To love is to make of one’s heart a swinging door.” Love is the response to faith. It enables one to open the door of his heart to a wider view of life and a more Christian understanding of man. Only love, not law, is capable of coping with the problems that beset our age. Only a heart wherein love abides, is ready for Christmas.

Mary and Joseph were ready for Christmas because they were humble and obedient. Mary said to the angel, “I am the Lord’s servant, I am willing to do whatever He wants.” Joseph awoke from his dream and did as he had been commanded. They were ready to pour contempt on all their pride and become willing instruments of God, channels through which the Matchless Child of Christmas might be given to all mankind. Their faith would be demonstrated in obedience and their love would culminate in action.

For them religion was not a negative approach to life. It did not consist in congratulating themselves for not transgressing the laws of God and society. They gloried not in the fact that they did not lie, cheat and defraud their fellow man, speak unkindly of their neighbors, impugn the motives of others, or forsake the gathering together of themselves at worship. For them religion was a positive approach to life. As humble servants of the Most High God they would help the helpless, visit the sick and sorrowing, befriend the friendless, love the unlovely, minister to their enemies and share with all mankind the rich blessing of their faith and love.

Are you ready for Christmas? We are ready when by faith our ego centric personalities are made humble in the crucible of God’s redeeming love to be fashioned according to His purpose and will for our lives. We are ready for Christmas when we are ready to pray, “Spirit of the living God fall afresh on me: break me – melt me – mold me – fill me – use me, Spirit of the living god, fall afresh on me.”
Dr. Robert W Kirkpatrick

Whitfield Estates Presbyterian Church, Sarasota, Fl. December 20, 1970