Home for Christmas

He was munching on a cookie when he said it to me, this teenage boy. “I never realized before how sad so much Christmas music is.” And it was a profound insight, delivered by a teenage boy standing in Central’s Auditorium, his one hand filled with Christmas cookies, the place packed with the crowd from the Living Nativity. It didn’t last for long, this moment of insight, as both of us soon turned back to the table in search of some more chocolate chip cookies, but that teenage boy was right. So much Christmas music is kind of sad, melancholy.

            And I think that sadness comes from the difference between the ideal of what we think that Christmas should be and the reality of what it is. Take the song, “I’ll Be Home for Christmas.” “You can count on me…. I’ll be home for Christmas,” the lyrics affirm, before taking this sudden twist, “if only in my dreams.” For despite the ideal of what we think that Christmas should be, the reality for some people is that being home for Christmas is only a dream, and that’s sad.

            You can think of the ones who won’t be home for Christmas—soldiers serving far from home—folks doing time in prison—refugees displaced by natural disaster and by war. This week, due to our participation with other interfaith congregations in the Homeless Sabbath, Dec. 16-18, I am thinking of homeless people. 

Here in New Jersey, of course, it’s easy for folks to end up homeless, since we are the 6^th most expensive state in which to rent an apartment. According to a study, working at a minimum wage job, a family would have to work 127 hours a week in order to afford the average two bedroom apartment in New Jersey, which equates to 3.2 full-time jobs! That’s why so many of the families we encounter when we host Family Promise guests are employed. They just don’t earn enough to afford to live here. And that’s why our local Interfaith Council has been working so hard these past six months on affordable housing. This situation simply must change, but it starts with a moment, a flash of insight, the reality, the dream beyond the sadness. “I’ll be home for Christmas….”

--Pastor Don Steele

Feeling Closer to God Through Music

I'm writing this blog post tonight, Thursday evening, following an exciting rehearsal at Fountain Baptist in preparation for the Gospel Christmas concert that we are presenting together. And when I wake up in the morning, I will be getting ready to play a children's concert at Central, for which the last couple of times more than 100 kids have attended. Each event is totally different, but both are the same in purpose...bringing people together. One brings together the children of the community, from different nursery schools (as well as adults!), to sit together for 30 minutes and enjoy a story and some music. The other brings together our two congregations, their music programs, and the community at large as everyone gathers together to enjoy utterly amazing music. 

Both are opportunities for neighbors and friends to be together. Both are opportunities for differences to be forgotten. In each of those events, music and fellowship are the primary focus, and both are chances to take a break from the hustle and bustle of the season. 

I feel very grateful that we at Central can present these kinds of outreach events, because these events are what make me the most proud of my role here. When people can gather, regardless of race, gender, age and sexual orientation, and enjoy music, and perhaps feel closer to God because if it...that's when I feel like my work has true meaning.

-Dr. Charity Wicks, Director of Music Ministries

The Living Nativity

We used to send Christmas cards, but somewhere along the way, we stopped. It wasn’t a conscious choice. It was simply that, one year, we didn’t get around to it. And then there was a second year, a third, until we reached the point that we just don’t send out Christmas cards.

            I feel badly about that, partly because I like receiving Christmas cards. For some people, it’s the only time that we hear from them all year, which isn’t a criticism at all. Their Christmas card is our only real link to each other, and I’m grateful that they take the time to stay connected with us.

            On Sunday, December 4, beginning at 4:30 pm, Central will once again host the Living Nativity—a presentation of the traditional story of the first Christmas out on the Maple Street lawn, followed by crafts and snacks and music in the Auditorium.

And it seems to me that it’s like our congregation’s Christmas card to our community. All kinds of people show up. For some, it might be our only real connection with them all year—their only real connection with the good news of the Gospel, but that’s not a criticism. I am grateful for the time people take to stay connected.

“Peace on earth, good will to all,” the angels sang that first Christmas—a prayer, a promise, a Christmas card from God, entrusted to us to send out to everyone.

Pastor Don Steele

Cultivating a Spirit of Gratefulness

As we’re rounding the corner to another holiday season, I find myself missing the finger painted turkeys from my sons’ preschool days this year. Young children have a way of capturing the essence of the holiday spirit with their enthusiasm, innocence, and adorable art – even if their turkeys are one eye or leg short!

A recent study found that cultivating Thanksgiving’s spirit of gratefulness in our children actually has many lasting, positive effects. The University of California at Berkeley’s Greater Good publication cites: “…Until 2005, we know of no studies that examined gratitude and well-being in young children. Then, in 2006, psychologists Nansook Park and Christopher Peterson conducted an analysis of parents’ descriptions of their children’s strengths—and found that gratitude had the strongest relationship to life satisfaction.” What a gift to cultivate in our children!

            
The Bible isn’t shy about promoting a continual spirit of thanksgiving in everyone. In I Thessalonians 5:18 we read, “Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” When we’re obedient, we can experience the three life-changing characteristics of giving thanks. I hope you’ll join me this Sunday, 11/20, at 5 PM at Central’s Thanksgiving WAVE service to find out what they are. A potluck meal will be waiting for you!

           
Looking ahead to Thanksgiving week, the second episode of my new parenting series, Chaos to Calm, will be airing. Tune into HomeTowne TV at 9 PM on Tuesday night, 11/22, for “The Chaos of School Social Problems.” I interview a licensed social worker and local school counselor on grief, anxiety, and bullying in children. The episode will also be available via on demand.

             
I pray that you feel God’s hand upon you during what will surely be a rich season of blessing.

Grateful in Your Service,

Noelle

To watch my gratefulness segment for TODAY, click here.

To read my most recent article on being grateful, click here.

Veterans Day

The 11^th hour of the 11^th day of the 11^th month: that’s when the armistice ending World War I took effect, ending the brutal fighting—trench warfare, chemical weapons. The horrors of the fighting were endured only because of the promise that this would be the war to end all wars. And so, November 11 became “Armistice Day” in the United States. 

And that’s what it remained until the mid-1950’s when it was renamed “Veterans Day”—a day to honor all veterans who have served in the armed forces of the United States. For the sad reality was that World War I was not the war that ended all wars. We continued to produce new veterans, who not only served in the armed forces, but who were sent to new wars, making all sorts of sacrifices to serve the country.

Even today, our country continues to create new veterans—not as many as we once did. And the truth is that very few of us have any personal, family connection to the armed forces. But there are women and men these days, serving, some of them at war, making sacrifices—both them and their families. “Thank you for your service,” we say these days, and it’s good to say it, I suppose. And yet, it seems to me that we need to do more than say that. We need to understand our obligation to support those veterans and their families when they come home. And we need to continue to uphold the hope of the 11^th hour of the 11^th day of the 11^th month—armstice—the end of the war to end all wars.

--Pastor Don Steele