Sunday, 21 December 2008
Chatroom Liturgy
We would like to encourage all of you to join us in an experimental chatroom liturgy, crafted from your responses to the earlier questions. We would like everyone to type in the responses as directed by the 'leader'.
Click here for the chatroom
Click here for the chatroom
The Rapture
This is a parable about the second coming designed to help us reflect upon the nature of the first coming.
The First Christmas- A Second Look
We are so used to the Biblical account of the first Christmas that we barely think about it. You know how it goes: Joseph and nine months-pregnant Mary, arduously traveling alone down the road toward Bethlehem, only to get there and, after an endless parade of uncaring residents and bastard landlords, they end up in a filthy barn where the forgotten couple manages to deliver a baby on their own. This version of events has now become so integral to our Christmas psyche that groups like Christian Aid make regular capital out of it to highlight the plight of asylum seekers and the homeless. But is it accurate?
In 2005 I had the chance to travel to Israel and the West Bank to meet various individuals and groups working for peace in the region. A good bit of that trip was in Bethlehem, whose Christian community is, as you might guess, proud of their city and its part in the Christmas story. However, they are bemused and perplexed by our reading of events, which they find deeply offensive. It wasn’t until I heard theirs that I realized how coloured ours is by our Western culture. So I thought I’d share their reading of events.
First, the Roman census was a major social upheaval that put huge portions of the population on the roads. It’s doubtful that Joseph was the only native of Bethlehem heading south from Nazareth. And today in the Mideast, like in the 1st century, the word ‘family’ means ‘extended family’, leading us to believe that Joseph and Mary were on the road with parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, and an endless array of cousins.
Second, we need to remember that Joseph is from Bethlehem, and remembering the Mideast concept of ‘extended family’, the whole crew from Nazareth was all probably being put up by relatives. And even if Joseph had no living relatives (which is doubtful), the text also says that he was a descendent of Bethlehem’s most famous son, David. And anyone who knows anything about Palestinian hospitality and honouring a guest will know that all Joseph had to do was mention that and every door in town would be open to him.
Third, Aramaic translations of scripture give us a better picture of where the family stayed. These texts are better translated ‘there was no room for them where they were staying’ than ‘there was no room at the inn’. Because the house would have been full of relatives, Mary and Joseph would have been the spare room, which was a cave. But this was a Palestinian cave, and that means comfort. If you go to Bethlehem today, you can see the cave for yourself, and ones just like it. And lots of new mums at that time put their babies in mangers, safe and soft.
Finally, no one in that time went to visit family for the weekend, certainly not family so far away. Mary was most definitely pregnant when she got there, but probably not nine months pregnant. She was undoubtedly lovingly cared for by a whole slew of women; sisters, aunts, cousins, maybe even here mother. She gave birth into this caring environment; it’s a beautiful picture of women (sorry, no Joseph; men in that culture didn’t do births) laughing, cooing, adoring the newborn.
What we have is a picture of love, care, hospitality and family. All of the Jews and Arabs I stayed with reinforced this picture of their culture. Experiencing their cultures and their reading of scripture gave me a new respect for them, and helped me to discard some of my cultural baggage, not least being my reading of the Christmas story, that was lazily racist and culturally insensitive.
In 2005 I had the chance to travel to Israel and the West Bank to meet various individuals and groups working for peace in the region. A good bit of that trip was in Bethlehem, whose Christian community is, as you might guess, proud of their city and its part in the Christmas story. However, they are bemused and perplexed by our reading of events, which they find deeply offensive. It wasn’t until I heard theirs that I realized how coloured ours is by our Western culture. So I thought I’d share their reading of events.
First, the Roman census was a major social upheaval that put huge portions of the population on the roads. It’s doubtful that Joseph was the only native of Bethlehem heading south from Nazareth. And today in the Mideast, like in the 1st century, the word ‘family’ means ‘extended family’, leading us to believe that Joseph and Mary were on the road with parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, and an endless array of cousins.
Second, we need to remember that Joseph is from Bethlehem, and remembering the Mideast concept of ‘extended family’, the whole crew from Nazareth was all probably being put up by relatives. And even if Joseph had no living relatives (which is doubtful), the text also says that he was a descendent of Bethlehem’s most famous son, David. And anyone who knows anything about Palestinian hospitality and honouring a guest will know that all Joseph had to do was mention that and every door in town would be open to him.
Third, Aramaic translations of scripture give us a better picture of where the family stayed. These texts are better translated ‘there was no room for them where they were staying’ than ‘there was no room at the inn’. Because the house would have been full of relatives, Mary and Joseph would have been the spare room, which was a cave. But this was a Palestinian cave, and that means comfort. If you go to Bethlehem today, you can see the cave for yourself, and ones just like it. And lots of new mums at that time put their babies in mangers, safe and soft.
Finally, no one in that time went to visit family for the weekend, certainly not family so far away. Mary was most definitely pregnant when she got there, but probably not nine months pregnant. She was undoubtedly lovingly cared for by a whole slew of women; sisters, aunts, cousins, maybe even here mother. She gave birth into this caring environment; it’s a beautiful picture of women (sorry, no Joseph; men in that culture didn’t do births) laughing, cooing, adoring the newborn.
What we have is a picture of love, care, hospitality and family. All of the Jews and Arabs I stayed with reinforced this picture of their culture. Experiencing their cultures and their reading of scripture gave me a new respect for them, and helped me to discard some of my cultural baggage, not least being my reading of the Christmas story, that was lazily racist and culturally insensitive.
ritual
Please take a few minutes to light and candle and take a picture of yourself. When you have done this please upload these onto the facebook event page for ikon::Advent.
or email it!
or email it!
crafted liturgy questions
Please take a few minutes to answer the following questions in the comment section below. These will be used later in the gathering.
What are you waiting for?
What are your dreams for 2009?
What do you need to make this happen?
(Some people can't comment without a google account - please email your answers to pete@ikon.org.uk)
What are you waiting for?
What are your dreams for 2009?
What do you need to make this happen?
(Some people can't comment without a google account - please email your answers to pete@ikon.org.uk)
Preliminary comments
Thank you for joining us in this little experiment in ikon on-line. There are three to interact with this evening… this blog, facebook and a chatroom. Please join us in the chatroom as this will be where we inform you of new posts, among other things (open this link in a new window). Feel free to introduce yourself and chat as we wait for things to kick off.
For this evening we would encourage you to have a candle nearby and some way of lighting it.
For this evening we would encourage you to have a candle nearby and some way of lighting it.
Wednesday, 17 December 2008
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