Saturday, December 25, 2010

Senda Antigua - Ancient Path

As I prepared to preach my sermon, "Growing Down," I was reminded of a song (below) that Sam dedicated to me at my mother's funeral. As a kid that met Jesus at the age of 8, these lyrics take me back to a time when my life was less complicated and my connection to God was much purer. God seemed so big to me when I was small.

My prayer today is that He grow larger as I grow smaller in my own heart and mind. Friend, that ancient path which led to that old rugged cross is still the only route we can take to get us there from here. 

Here are the lyrics to the song. I pray they take many of you back to your childhood so that you can once again play in His throne room.

Luv u,

Pastor Mario

Senda Antigua – Ancient Path

Verso 1

Puede venir quien venga [Come whoever may come]

Y salir con algo nuevo [with whatever new invention]

Y decirle, es que estamos [saying that we are]

en tiempos modernos [in modern times]


Puede que muchos se vayan tras otros, [Perhaps many will run after others]

Y dejar lo que una vez creyeron, [and abandon what they once believed]

Pero esta linda senda antigua [but it's this beautiful ancient path]

Es la que sigo yo [that I will follow]

 

Coro

Aquella senda antigua [That beautiful ancient path]

La de aquellos antepasados [the path taken by our forefathers]

Que al poner las manos en los cojos [who placed their hands upon the lame]

Salían corriendo [and they left running]

 

Aquella senda antigua [That ancient path]

La de aquel Daniel y Elías, [Daniel and Elijah's path]

La que Saulo perseguía [the path that Saul followed as he persecuted Jesus]

Es esa linda senda antigua [It's that beautiful ancient path]

La que sigo yo [that I will follow]

 

Verso 2

Muchos me dicen vente [Many tell me, "Come,"]

Total si todo somos hermanos ["We are all brothers!"]

Total si Dios lo que quiere ["All that God desires,"]

Es que le adoren ["is that we worship Him."]

 

A muchos le da pena, [Many feel sorry for these people]

Pero yo francamente les digo [but I honestly tell them]

Que esta linda senda antigua  [this ancient path]

La que sigo yo [is the path that I'll follow]

 

Coro [Chorus repeats – translation above]

Aquella senda antigua

La de aquellos antepasados

Que al poner las manos en los cojos

Salían corriendo

 

Aquella senda antigua

La de aquel Daniel y Elías,

La que Saulo perseguía

Esta linda senda antigua

Es la que sigo yo

Es esta linda senda antigua la que sigo yo


Music and Lyrics by Sam Cintron

(Listen to it on Soundcloud)


Monday, December 20, 2010

Christmas - Standing on One's Head

CHRISTMAS is when we celebrate the unexpected; it is the festival of surprise.

This is the night when shepherds wake to the song of angels; when the earth has a star for a satellite; when wise men go on a fool's errand, bringing gifts to a Prince they have not seen, in a country they do not know.

This is the night when one small donkey, bears on its back, the weight of the world's desire, and an ox plays host to the Lord of heaven. This is the night when we are told to seek our king, not in a palace, but in a stable. 

Although we have stood here, year after year, as our fathers before us, the wonder has not faded; nor will it ever fade; the wonder of that moment when we push open that little door, and enter, and entering find, a mother who is virgin, and a baby who is God.

Chesterton has said it for us all: the only way to view Christmas properly is to stand on one's head. Was there ever a home more topsy-turvy than Christmas, the cave where Christ was born? For here, suddenly, in the very heart of earth, is heaven; down is up, and up is down; the angels look down on the God who made them, and God looks up to the things he made.

There is no room in an Inn for Him who made room and to spare, for the Milky Way, and where God is homeless, all men are at home.

We were promised a savior, but we never dreamed God Himself would come and save us. We know that He loved us, but we never dared to think that he loved us so much as to become one of us.

But that is the way God gives. His gifts are never quite what we expect, but always something better than we hoped for. We can only dream of things too good to be true; God has a habit of giving things too true to be false. That is why our faith is a faith of the unexpected, a religion of surprise.

Now, more than ever, living in times so troubled, facing a future so uncertain, we need such faith. We need it for ourselves, and we need to give it to others.

We must remind the world that if Christmas comes in the depths of winter, it is that there may be an Easter in the spring.

by: Fr. Horacio V. de la Costa, SJ

I want to thank my good friend Choy Arnaldo for sharing this wonderful piece with me and now I'm sharing it with you. Pass it on.

Luv u,
Pastor Mario

Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Myth of Christmas

A 'card-carrying' atheist is quoted as having told a friend of mine, "A
 myth? What part of 'three kings following a star through a desert to 
bring presents to an immaculately conceived baby-god they dreamt about' 
seems like a myth to you?"

Whenever I hear things like this, I'm reminded of a literary passage that I really think hits the nail on the head when it comes to atheists as a whole. In chapter 30 of his book, Down and Out in Paris and London, George Orwell writes referring to his character ironically named, "Bozo,"

"Clearly the phrase was not the doctor's but Bozo's own. He had a gift 
for phrases. He had managed to keep his brain intact and alert, and so
 nothing could make him succumb to poverty. He might be ragged and cold, or 
even starving, but so long as he could read, think, and watch for meteors, 
he was, as he said, free in his own mind. 

He was an embittered atheist (the sort of atheist who does not so much 
disbelieve in God as personally dislike Him), and took a sort of pleasure 
in thinking that human affairs would never improve."

There is a certain innate arrogance in the heart of an atheist not found in the agnostic; an arrogance born out of a sense of utter displacement that inevitably leads one to an existentialist view of the world. There is a hopelessness; an inner misery if you will, that desperately seeks company. And so, he aggressively seeks to disprove something that can neither be rationally proven nor disproven. The true angst of an atheist is more so the concept of God than his existence. And so the Bible is a perfect target for the avowed divine cynic.

A God who would make man in "his own image?" How arrogant. To bestow something of his divine nature into mere mortals, what could he have been thinking? I mean, a God who would prejudicially and possessively call a certain people "his own," and then proceed to force his will upon them by leading them out of slavery and incessant oppression despite overwhelming opposition from one the most powerful military powers of their time, and then repeatedly deliver them from world power after world power, over and over again throughout human history? What a showoff! I mean really, water from a rock? Bread from heaven? 90+ year old women giving birth? Earthquakes and firestorms at just the right time?  "What's the point?" the atheist asks. Ultimately, atheists fail to see the forest for the trees. They are blinded by their own utter hopelessness.

Behind every miracle of scripture is an illustration of the hope that there is in God, of an everlasting love that a father has for his children. Each miracle speaks to the faith that God ultimately has in you and me. In our decision-making ability, a power placed inside each and every one of us by He himself. It is a power that gives us the ability to choose him, to choose life of our own volition. Every miracle speaks to his commitment to the atheist, agnostic and believer alike. His miracles toward mankind, despite our foolishness and unbelief, prove that he loved us "while we were yet sinners." (Romans 5:8)  

That being said, the miracle of Christmas is more than just a Bible story about a trio of cosmic weirdoes following an ancient prophecy, as noted by our dear atheist friend. It is more than just a story about a pregnant unwed teenager giving birth to a cosmic king. It is a love story.

Christmas is a story that speaks to a passion that begs each of us to look beyond reason, beyond dogmas and stereotypes, and beyond our own rationale limitations. The birth of Christ is the perfect metaphor to demonstrate what God wants to birth in every one of us: hope.

Through all of the events surrounding the Biblical Christmas story, we see that God concocts the most irrational way of expressing his love for us. And that's the whole point. By use of a poverty stricken teenage couple and a manger, we infer that He offers us a humble love meant to affront our materialism, arrogance and imperfections. It speaks to a love that brings forth life and the hope that life represents, both in us and through us. Through this seemingly ridiculous story, God births in us a sense of hope, despite our humble surroundings and/or adverse circumstances. It presents a hope that survives despite powerful, seemingly insurmountable opposition. And it demonstrates a sacrificial love packaged in the concept of "family," whose goal it is to reconcile mankind one with another, and ultimately with God himself in a bond of peace.

"10 And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.  11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.  12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.  13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, 14 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men."

Luke 2:10-14

The only myth in Christmas is to believe that just because you've given up on believing in God, that he's somehow given up on believing in you. And that is the greatest miracle of all.

"Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us."

Matthew 1:23

" [Jesus]…and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen."

Matthew 28:20 

Merry Christmas,

Pastor Mario