The Christ Candle

December 27, 2011 § Leave a comment

The final advent candle, the Christ Candle, was lit at home, as much as Iowa is home still. It shone steady and white, surrounded by three purple and one pink candle in the middle of an evergreen wreath in Christ Chapel. The church that I went to as a teenager and young college student has been meeting in this college chapel, as an engineer recently told the congregation that the roof of their old brick building is on the verge of collapse. So we filed into the chapel of my college days and sang classic Christmas songs and watched families gather.

I don’t have a picture of this fifth candle, but it is the most important one. The birth of a King. A humble coming in what is, to me, a perfectly beautiful, earthy, close-to-the-world way to be born. In a stable, surrounded by living things, with nature nearby. It seems right for the King who would not be afraid of the world’s grittiness, but would instead engage with it. One who would find beauty where others could not; who would draw forth joy and shine; who would dedicate His life to restoring His Father’s creation, and to training and imparting others to do the same.

And it is a reminder, isn’t it, of who we might be, wherever we come from. Because of the One who was an example. And the One who made us with purpose. Where do we come from, after all? What might we be?

Heaven and earth. Heaven on earth.

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