2 Samuel 7:18
Then King David went in and sat before the Lord, and said, “Who am I, O Lord God, and what is my house, that you have brought me thus far?”
Home for the Holidays
I’ll be home for Christmas / You can plan on me / Please have snow and mistletoe / and presents under the tree / Christmas Eve will find me / Where the lovelight gleams / I’ll be home for Christmas / if only in my dreams
Home is a strong and enduring image of Christmas. Returning home from school. Returning to the house you grew up in. Having people over to your home. Decorating your home. We even fashion mini representations of the first home that Jesus ever had by putting up crèche scenes on our lawns or on our mantles.
In ancient Israel, under the rule of the great King David, home was on the king’s mind as well. In his dreams he pictured an everlasting home for God. King David wanted to build a great temple in which God could reside. God had other ideas. God told David that God’s home didn’t have to have four walls and a roof. God would instead find a home within the house of David—specifically David’s family line. King David is of course confused. “Who am I, O Lord God, and what is my house?”
King David would never truly find out the answer to his question within his lifetime. Centuries later, however, in the little town of Bethlehem, without four walls and without a proper roof from an inn or his own home, God finally found a home, and in so doing answered the ancient king’s plea. Jesus, descended from the house and family of David, was truly God’s home.
In all that happens this year at your home, whether it be empty or full, covered in loud lights or hushed by silent candle flames, graced by muffled stockings or the stomp of snow clad boots, may we always find our way back home to Jesus.
In Christ we will always be home
Rev. Daniel Joyner Miller