December 1, 2021
The New American Way of Celebrating: A Prayer
O Lord, I guess it’s the new American way of celebrating Christmas,
and really
what else
should we expect
given
the way our culture is,
what viewers love,
how people are;
what else
should we expect
but
bakers battering bakers,
clashing chefs clashing,
sauciers skewering sauciers,
cooks cleaning cooks’ clocks,
culinary coups,
flour flying,
salt shaking,
pepper peppering,
eggs
broken,
beaten,
batted,
knives drawn,
mallets raised,
rolling pins rolling,
weapons on the ready,
ready to do
battle,
battle on
“Holiday Baking Wars”,
or so it’s called,
and it’s right there on channel whatever it is;
what else
should we expect
in a culture in which
the combative,
the contentious,
the competitive
is what many
love to watch;
a culture in which
everything must have
an edge to it,
be high drama,
tension mounting,
tempers flaring,
threats threatening;
a culture in which
so many are so bored
with their lives,
they require
life support,
non-stop thrills;
so what could be more appropriate than
“Holiday Baking Wars”,
because we are
a culture
in which many are
at war with others,
a culture
at war with itself,
a culture
that finds
war entertaining;
so what could be better than
krumkake kombat,
gingerbread guerillas,
Jesus
wrapped in
camo swaddling cloths?
O Lord, somebody recently described me as being “old school”
(read “old-fashioned”),
and I suppose I must be
because what I
want,
pray for,
long for
are very
old-fashioned,
old school
things, like
peace,
peace of mind,
people at peace
with one another; and
goodwill,
goodwill among people,
kindness,
consideration; and
holiness,
the return of holiness
to our unholy culture,
a sense of sacredness,
reverence for life,
reverence for you; and
hope
the hope
of what you can work
in and through and even in spite of us; and
joy,
not hollow happiness,
but joy,
the joy
only you can give.
And that is my prayer, O Lord, that such things would
return to us
as we
return to you,
return
to faithfulness to your way,
to obedience to your command,
to some old school
virtues and values;
come to our senses and
return
to living as we should and must;
that is my prayer,
that we would
welcome the One
born at Bethlehem
and with him
welcome
peace and goodwill,
holiness and hope,
joy.
And we pray, Lord, for those who especially yearn for
hope and healing and joy,
those who are battling cancer and other diseases,
those who are suffering and hurting,
those who are dying,
those who are grieving,
those who are struggling to make it,
and the hungry, the homeless, the refugees no one wants.
Be with them!
Comfort and strengthen them!
Deliver them unto health and life!
And move us
to work through agencies
and ministries and programs
to do what we can to help.
O Lord, it may be the new American way of celebrating Christmas,
but I confess
I prefer
the more boring way
and I don’t think I’m the only one,
and so may
peace and goodwill and holiness
grace our days
with hope and joy
and may no
holiday wars
erupt
over how many
sprinkles to
sprinkle on the
sprinkle cookies.
Amen.