The Purpose Of It All

He's the reason for the season, He's the purpose of it all,

He's the Lord of all creation, and the mighty Lord of all.

He's the reason for the season, for the trimmings and the tree,

May this Christmastime remind you that He came to set us free.

Christine Wyrtzen wrote these lyrics a number of years ago, yet they are as relevant today as they were when she wrote them. Sadly, however, often the purpose of it all gets lost.

In this super-busy season, we often forget our purpose. In the middle of cookie baking and decorating. Of parties and presents. Of hustle-bustle. Of got-so-much-to-do. We are often so busy hustling and bustling, of planning the next event, of fretting that we forgot something or someone, that we lose our way. We lose our purpose.

Even in the middle of hustling and bustling, we need time for some quiet. Some silence. But silence is a hard thing to come by at this time of year. 

 

Everywhere we go, there's noise. Everywhere we go, people are in a hurry. 

 

Have you noticed how many more car horns you are hearing these days? 

 

Have you noticed how people always seem to be rushing about? 

 

Have you noticed the noise in the malls and the shops? 

 

Have you noticed the stress on people's faces?

 

All that may well be similar to what the world was like when Christ was born. Without the malls and automobile horns, of course. People were likely busy with their lives, hustling and bustling about with the activities of daily living. Their world was not unlike ours in that regard. 

 

And into that world, with its busyness and its noise and its daily routines, Jesus came.

No one even noticed.

 

It's still the same, isn't it? We're busy and our world is full of noise. Even though we hear and sing carols about Christ the Savior being born, not many are really paying that much attention. We put out our nativity sets and we sing our carols and we send our Christmas cards, but far too often all that is only done out of a sense of habit. It's December. Christmas is here, and this is what we do.

 

We buy candy hearts for Valentine's Day. And we wave our flags in July. We buy pumpkins in October. And we talk about Jesus in December. It's what we do.

How sad it is that in all our busyness and routines and noise, we too often lose sight of the reason we are doing all these things. How sad that we forget the purpose of it all.

One of the carols we seldom sing, with words dating back to the 3rd century, says "Let all mortal flesh keep silence."

Silence. It's what's often missing at Christmas time. 

How much better might we understand the magnitude of the Gift we have been given and the reason for our celebrating, if we would take some time for silence. Some time to be still. Some time to ponder. Some time to worship.

It may be challenging to find time for silence.

But it will be worth the effort.

 

 

Let all mortal flesh keep silence, 

and with fear and trembling stand;

ponder nothing earthly-minded,

for with blessing in his hand,

Christ our God to earth descendeth,

our full homage to demand. 

 

Text: Liturgy of St. James; trans. by Gerard Moultrie
Music: French carol melody; harm. from The English Hymnal
Tune: PICARDY

Click here to listen to Fernando Ortega sing this carol:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wl4u8lnDQs