A sermon for the Third Sunday of Advent, December 15, 2024. The scriptures are Zephaniah 3:14-20, Philippians 4:4-7, Luke 3:7-18, and Canticle 9.
The Third Sunday of Advent is nicknamed Gaudete Sunday. We light the rose candle, some churches have rose vestments they wear today, and in others, today is the only Sunday in Advent when flowers are allowed on the altar. And, you guessed it, they’re usually roses.
The day takes its name from the Latin minor propers of the day that sing over and over again, “Rejoice! Gaudete!” We hear it in English in our scripture readings, in our music, and perhaps even a little in the air: Rejoice. It’s almost Christmas!
Last week, the scriptures asked us to prepare—to make room, to clean out, and to get ready for God to do something new.
This week, the scriptures add another piece: Prepare for Joy! Get ready not only for what God is going to do, but for the joy that breaks in along the way.
We hear about preparing for joy in our first reading, as the prophet Zephaniah prepares the way for a future of hope. He can preach about what’s coming because he’s filled with the confidence of God. “Rejoice and exult with all your heart,” Zephaniah says, because our God is a God of deliverance and forgiveness. Whatever has happened in the past is over and done. New life is coming. “God will rejoice over you with gladness,” the prophet says. “God will renew you in his love; will exult over you with loud singing as on a day of festival.”
Zephaniah is showing the people of Israel that one way of living into joy is by moving out of the past.
I recently heard a nurse talk about when she did this—when she helped prepare the way for someone, in that same way as Zephaniah, and as John the Baptist. This nurse worked in a drug rehab center and people came in and went out, so one rarely knew what the long-term outcome might be. But she remembered this one man that the other nurses avoided. He was angry and almost violent, and nothing they did seemed to help him move forward. One night, when everyone was just about at their wit’s end, this nurse remembered a left-over cake in the nurses’ lounge. She got a piece, found a candle and put it on the slice and lit the candle, and then she got the other nurses and staff to join her as they went into the difficult man’s room. They sang “Happy Birthday.” The man was so stunned that he didn’t even have a chance to tell them this was not at all his birthday, and the nurse I know explained to him: “This can be the first day of a whole new life for you. The past is over and done, gone forever. Today begins a new life, if you’ll have it.” Through tears and in shock—at least for the moment— the man seemed to catch a glimmer of the possibility. That nurse had helped prepare the way. She didn’t know what the results would be, but she had done her part.
In the Gospel, John the Baptist shows us that another way of living into joy is by doing the small things right in front of us. John’s words can sound scary and foreboding at the beginning, a little like he’s throwing a bucket of ice water in our face:
“One is coming,” he says, “who will baptize not only with water but with the Holy Spirit and with fire…” and “His winnowing fork is in his hand, to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his granary; but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” But then the very next sentence is, “So, with many other exhortations, he proclaimed the good news to the people.”
Good news? What’s the good news that we’re going to be baptized with fire, and one is coming whose job it will be to separate out the good stuff from the junk and will throw all the junk on a fire? But John gets our attention to wake us up from the past.
John gets really practical. The crowds ask John what I might have asked John, “Ok, so what do we do? How do we live faithfully? Especially when times are confusing and the bad seem to get more prosperous while the good are steadily losing ground. What do we do?”
More good news from John: Do the simple, faithful thing that’s right before you.
Whoever has two coats must share with anyone who has none; and whoever has food must do likewise.” Even tax collectors came to be baptized, and they asked him, “Teacher, what should we do?” He said to them, “Collect no more than the amount prescribed for you.” Soldiers also asked him, “And we, what should we do?” He said to them, “Do not extort money from anyone by threats or false accusation, and be satisfied with your wages.”
John the Baptist, with all of his slightly scary talk about the end of times and the beginning of new days, of one who is coming who will sort things out and given people their due—when it comes down to it, the way we prepare for God’s coming more fully into our world is through simple acts of kindness and mercy.
And so, we prepare for joy by having the courage to move out of the past, and by doing the little things right in front of us, but also by allowing for God to surprise us.
Last Thursday was the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe, and you might have seen some of the gatherings or processions around town as people carry images of the Virgin Mary, flowers, candles, and make their way to churches and shrines. The stories around Our Lady of Guadalupe are filled with joyous surprises, but they all begin with a simply, indigenous man in 16th century Mexico named Juan Diego.
It was in 1531 that Juan Diego, Juan was walking on the outskirts of what would become Mexico City. There, he say a vision of the Virgin Mary. But she looked different. Mary appeared as a mestiza, a mixed race young woman and she asked Juan to go to the Bishop and ask permission to build a little house, a place where people could come and meet Mary’s son Jesus. This first appearance was on December 9, but Juan had trouble convincing the bishop. Then also, Juan’s uncle was dying, and Juan felt like he needed to tend to him. And so, after some coming and going, trying and failing, Mary gave a sign. She told Juan to go to a particular hill, and there he would find roses in full bloom. He went, found the roses, and gathered them up in his work apron, his tilma. He went back to see the bishop.
But again Bishop Zumárraga doubted, but then Jean unfurled his tilma, and out fell all the roses, but even more, on the garment there appeared the vision of the Virgin Mary—as a mixture of the well-known Virgin of the Immaculate Conception, that would have been recognizable to Europeans, but also with the unmistakable darker skin and features of an indigenous woman, recognized by the people who had long inhabited the land.
The symbol of the Virgin of Guadalupe would become a central point for people of mixed backgrounds and histories to find a common welcome to the little house, the place of welcome, where they could meet Jesus in a new way.
Juan Diego was clear that his mission was to relay the news—first to the bishop, but then as a protector of the house, the chapel outside Mexico City, where for days leading up to last Thursday, and still, people are celebrating God’s surprising and joyful grace in Jesus through Our Lady of Guadalupe.
Our job is to prepare—like Zephaniah, like John the Baptist, like the Virgin Mary in scripture and through Guadalupe, and to keep forging ahead in joy, like Juan Diego so that there can be a space, a place, an openness, a peace, in which Christ can be born again.
John the Baptist proclaims, “One who is more powerful (than us) is coming …. And he will baptize you with the Holy Spirit.” We have that Holy Spirit. At our baptism we receive the Holy Spirit who protects us from any harm. Who strengthens us for whatever lies ahead. Our baptism, the ongoing presence of the Spirit, and the power of Christ in community, empower us to turn again and again to God.
As we move through these days of December, may God show us how to prepare for joy—to move out of a frozen past, to do the little things right in front of us, and to be open to God’s surprise, whenever it comes.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.