Wednesday, December 2, 2015

picturing advent: day two

Our culture is obsessed with the concept of stories.  The word "narrative" is positively ubiquitous. Case in point, reporters on NPR used it no less than 10 times in two different political reports all in the span of time it took me to make my tuscan chickpea soup tonight.   But who can blame us?  Stories are the very stuff of life.  They hold a strange power over us- a good movie or book or show can suck us in and captivate us and inspire all manner of binge-watching and work-shirking because we just can't switch it off.  How are things resolved?  How does it end?  What happens to this character that we have invested our hearts into?

Because were born for a Story.

Our Advent devotional this morning (we're using Ann Voskamp's Unwrapping the Greatest Gift) pointed us to the very beginning of the Christmas story- Genesis 1 when God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit "scooped a handful of dust together and knelt down, and together They kissed warm life into God's children with the breath of His love." 

When our newsfeed shows nothing but murder, murder, and more murder, the reminder that there really was a Beginning and there really will be a Resolution is a great gift, unwrapped every time we crack a Bible.  So even in the midst of this broken, fallen, and all-kinds-of-messed-up world, we can rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel has come.  He is the Resolution to the Story that continues to unfold before us. It's a Narrative older than the sun and more epic than Netflix can ever dream of.   It's the beginning of a Narrative, the Narrative that isn't just a narrative.  It's the Story of all Stories.  It's redemption and love and hope all wrapped up in this God who begat a Son and became a man and suffered and forgave and defeated death, adopting us back against all odds and loving us.  You can't even make this stuff up.  

It's the best Story ever. 

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