Seeing how all history is really Jesus’ story
12/25/2022
Mt 1:1-25 The book of the
genealogy of Jesus Christ, the son of David, the son of Abraham. Abraham became
the father of Isaac, Isaac the father of Jacob, Jacob the father of Judah and
his brothers. Judah became the father of Perez and Zerah, whose mother was
Tamar. Perez became the father of Hezron, Hezron the father of Ram, Ram the
father of Amminadab. Amminadab became the father of Nahshon, Nahshon the father
of Salmon, Salmon the father of Boaz, whose mother was Rahab. Boaz became the
father of Obed, whose mother was Ruth. Obed became the father of Jesse, Jesse
the father of David the king.
What causes the twists and turns
in the river of history? What are history’s major moments? We might be tempted
to answer that it is the world wars, or the election of presidents or the
enthroning of kings or even natural disasters that move the needle of history.
That is what we read about in history books. But I would suggest to you that
the real catalyst that determines the course of history is the birth of a baby.
After all, it was a baby who became George Washington, our first president. And
another baby who became Adolph Hitler, who started World War II. In other
words, babies change history.
And ultimately all history
revolves around the birth of One Baby, namely, Jesus. We even mark the days and
months, years and centuries and millennia according to his birthday. B.C. means
Before Christ, and A.D. is Latin for Anno Domini, meaning in the year of our
Lord. Even the kings of the earth came to worship this Baby at his birth
because they sensed this was the central event of history.
Someone sent me a funny meme the
other day. It had two men staring at a Nativity scene. One man asked: “Why are
your three kings dressed as firefighters?” The other man answered, “Well, the
Bible says that the three kings came from afar.” But it was actually a
brilliant idea to dress the kings as firefighters because not only did they
come from a far, they were also going to a fire. How so? Hb 12:29 describes God
saying: “For our God is an all-consuming fire.”
That is, the fire of God’s love
is burning hot and out of control, and all time and history basks in the glow
of that divine Inferno of love all wrapped up in an Infant. In other words,
what we discover in this Baby in Bethlehem is that history is really “his
story.” And he stands in the middle of that story like the burning sun at the
center of our solar system, and all creation and all time are like planets
revolving around the Son, Jesus.
Today we hear the magnificent
opening verses of the gospel of St. Matthew. Now, truth be told, most priests
and deacons dread reading the long genealogy of Jesus because of all the
tongue-twisting Old Testament names. But I love it. Why? Well, because among
other things, Matthew wants to make it crystal clear that the catalyst that
controls the march of history is not kings or wars or disasters, but rather the
birth of a baby.
And it is precisely through the
birth of characters like Amminadab and Rehoboah, Abijah and Jechoniah, Eliakim
and Eleazar, that the birth of Jesus finally bursts on the scene. Their births
made his birth possible. The final line of that genealogy is like a thunderous
crescendo of a great symphony, where Matthew writes: “And of her was born Jesus
who is called the Christ.” I always get a lump in my throat and tears in my
eyes when I get to that last line. And by the way, it is not only the crescendo
of Matthew’s genealogy, but it is also the crescendo of all history and
humanity.
And I think about this too. God
could have sent Jesus into the world a hundred different and much more dramatic
ways. Jesus could have parachuted down from the sky a fully grown man with
bulging muscles like Arnold Schwarzenegger. He could have ridden into Jerusalem
on a white horse wearing armor and brandishing a huge sword. He could have
appeared as a general of an army arrayed with countless weapons at his command.
That’s what I would have done, and maybe you, too, if we were to save the
world.
But God decided that his Son
would enter the world as a helpless little Baby. Why? Because God knows that
what causes the twists and turns of history, what moves the needle of time, is
the birth of a baby. And this beautiful Baby would be greater than all the
kings and presidents and generals who ever lived combined. And as a down
payment of the homage of all humanity, three kings “came from afar” dressed as
firefighters to adore the blazing Son of God.
My friends, when you think about
your own history, what accounts for its twists and turns? What changes your
life profoundly and permanently? Sometimes we mistakenly think it is our
accomplishments or our wealth or our reputation. But those things are really
small potatoes compared to the birth of a baby, or a grandbaby. When my brother
and sister had a combined total of 9 children, my father’s only comment was:
“Keep them coming!” My father understood intuitively that what makes our family
history meaningful and moves it forward is the birth of a baby, especially
grandbabies.
I receive dozens of Christmas
letters from parishioners and family and friends. And do you know what all
those letters are invariably about? They are full of the stories of the
children and grandchildren and sometimes even their dogs and their cats. But
not one Christmas letter mentions enthroning a king, or the election of a
president, or the military victory of a four-star general. Just like the gospel
of Matthew begins with Jesus’ human family, so our Christmas letters are all
about our precious family members.
And on Christmas day we remember
the most important member of our family is Jesus. Just like Amminadab, Jechoniah,
and Abijah, we want Jesus to be part of our family story. Or better yet, we
want our family story to be part of his story, which is ultimately the center
of all history. Maybe we should all dress up as firefighters for Christmas,
too. Why? We, too, all “come from afar” to worship our God, who is “an
all-consuming fire”, an Inferno inside an Infant, smiling at the very heart of
history.
Praised be Jesus
Christ!