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Wednesday 21 December


How stories fire the imagination. Old classics be they fairy tales or myths from legend. Expressions of humanity that underline significant desires to recognise the good, the potential and positives of life and our desire for them to be ‘right’.

A fine story sets the scene, sets down markers for us to equate ourselves alongside. Place, people and character information give us a sense of the narrative and make the whole tale personal to us.

When you look at Matthew’s account of Jesus’ birth all these elements are laid out for us. The incarnation needs a place, a cast of characters and some  background.

We all know the traditional birth narrative. It is close to our hearts in its simplicity, but its familiarity may hide the stark and most important facts.

Looking with new eyes – within eternity God chose to place Jesus in a small town in Israel at a particular point in that country’s history. He was born to a specific mother in an unconventional family for the time. This birth was not heralded in a royal court, but in some dark, similarly insignificant countryside.

If there, if then, if……then why not to me, here in my unworthy circumstance.

That is the amazing point of the incarnation, it speaks of new possibilities.

As I read or hear the Christmas story anew, may   I see, my I know the desire of God to be a part   of my existence and the lives of those among whom I move. God of entity you are ultimately the God  of an infinite number of moments in time when you break into the human state. In Jesus, in me and  in my neighbour. Grant me grace to live as part  of your story. Amen


Changing Times

Christmas Day

There is a moment in most couples lives when the world changes. The birth of a first baby is a momentous occasion that changes the way people live and act and interact as well.

The whole universe contracts into the shape of a small baby. Things that were important before now  reckon as dross and a baby, mere pounds in weight, can focus our attention and is ultimate in our lives.

From the divine to the vulnerable shell of a baby. When we talk about the incarnation, we talk about God making himself small and weak and whiny. Yes, experiencing humanity diminutive form. What we have experienced, good or bad, God has been there!

Including changing times!


A Partridge in a Pear Tree

25th December 2014


The partridge in a pear tree is the reminder of Jesus the Christ, whose birth we celebrate on the first day of Christmas. In the song, Christ is symbolically presented as a mother partridge that feigns injury to decoy predators from her helpless nestlings, recalling the expression of Christ’s sadness over the fate of Jerusalem: “Jerusalem! Jerusalem! How often would I have sheltered you under my wings, as a hen does her chicks, but you would not have it so . . . .” (Luke 13:34)

The memories come flashing back. Family, friends, carols, special gifts, special events, special . . . everything. It all seems so close. So welcome. So wonderful. And, it should.

A fresh awareness of whom we are always seems to come alive on Christmas Day . And then, we remember. “Peace on earth, good will to men” is a wonderful pronouncement of the angels. But, it is not the reality of the world in which we live at all.

So, on this day, this Christmas Day, what can we do to accomplish whatever is our part of the task that Jesus’ coming was meant to cause to happen? Peace on earth: Let it start within our own hearts.

Good will to men: Look at your family, or those close by. Look up from this screen. There is a world around you that you are to influence. Let the good will begin in and shine from you. Someone has to start the process.

Just a little further afield, you and I, and our neighbours, are His purpose. We always have been. We always will be.

Our relationships, every one of them, are damaged by whom we are without Him. He came to save us from the damage that is part of us, a damage that we did not seek, and yet can do nothing about in our own strength. His desire is that those relationships be healed.

Who would ever have thought that such a thing could be put into motion by such a seemingly common occurrence? He was just a baby that day. Helpless, susceptible to danger, small, insignificant. But how the world was forever changed.

The tinsel, the garland, the lights and ornaments. They are only but a dim reminder of how much glory God ushered into the world that day so very long ago. On their own, they are pretty sights that captivate even a child’s imagination. But, in contrast, only a small candle in comparison to the glory God gave to us that day.

Merry Christmas !! It is but one aspect of God’s wonderful gift!

The Rev’d Canon Simon Moor, Vicar of Huddersfield Parish Church