Meditation and Reflection

You will hear of wars, assassinations and terrorist atrocities… Joy to the world

Christmas carnage in Berlin as Islamic State manage to get someone to plough a 27-ton HGV into a market, killing 12 and injuring 50. Weeping and wailing; mulled wine all over the floor.

Joy to the world.

Russian ambassador to Turkey Andrei Karlov has been shot dead in Ankara, as the Turkish-policeman assassin shouts ‘Allahu Akbar’. Presidents Erdoğan and Putin agreed it was an act of “provocation”.

Joy to the world.

The war for Aleppo between Assad/Russia and sundry ‘rebels’ continues apace as civilians are summarily slaughtered, and evacuation buses packed with sick and injured are bombed and burned. The children have stopped crying, and tourists find time to pose for selfies.

Joy to the world.

Our allies and friends in Saudi Arabia have been dropping cluster bombs on the starving and suffering people of Yemen. The Saudis have promised not to do it again.

Joy to the world.

The abortion rate in England and Wales has hit a five-year high. That’s 185,824 babies terminated in the womb, never given a chance to breathe. But the Royal College of Midwives say it’s good that women have the choice.

Joy to the world.

God is in the wastelands of the world: He wasn’t manufactured in America. Outside in and upside down, He became a baby and was born in Bethlehem. All the holiness of infinite space crammed into a perfect baby boy: the promise of ages; a prophecy fulfilled. Awesome. An awesomeness buried beneath the church’s preference for all that is comfortable and consumable. The One who is yet to come has already come. As sure as God is in Gloucestershire, He is in Berlin, Ankara, Aleppo, Yemen, and the womb.

We hear of wars and rumours of wars, assassinations and terrorist atrocities, for these things must be. But the end is not yet: the day of His coming will be a day like no other. It will be the last day. No more night, no more suffering, no more tears, no more pain. Just wonder, love, and dews of peace. Awesome. Like a baby. Joy to the world.