The Church of Jesus the Christ doesn’t exist for itself. It exists for those who have yet to really hear, experience, and know the depth of God’s sacrificial love for them. Our mission is summed up in what I know as The Great Commandment (Mark 12:31-31) and The Great Commission (Matthew 28:19.) I am deeply concerned by how poorly Jesus and the mission are represented to unreached people currently, particularly in North America. To be sure, there are bright spot churches where loving God, loving others, and making disciples of Jesus drive a passionate outreach. But far too many congregations are indifferent to or even hostile to new people. Compounding this in our present political environment is a refashioned “Jesus” defined frequently by exclusion, judgment, division, and negativity. Few things could be worse for the disciple-making cause.
Yesterday the choir of church we attend presented their usual excellent Christmas Cantata. One of the pieces included was “Some Children See Him” by Wihla Hutson. While written from a mid-20th century admittedly white perspective, with all its limitations, the message is still simple and powerful:
“Some children see Him lily white, the baby Jesus born this night. Some children see Him lily white, with tresses soft and fair.
Some children see Him bronzed and brown; the Lord of Heaven to earth come down. Some children see Him bronzed and brown, with dark and heavy hair.
Some children see Him almond-eyed, this Savior whom we kneel beside. Some children see Him almond-eyed, with skin of golden hue.
Some children see Him dark as they, sweet Mary’s Son to whom we pray. Some children see Him dark as they. And, oh, they love Him, too!
The children in each different place will see the baby Jesus’ face like theirs, but bright with heavenly grace, and filled with holy light.
O lay aside each earthly thing, and with thy heart as offering, come worship now the infant King. ‘Tis love that’s born tonight!”
Jesus isn’t a prize to be won to the denial of others. No group who claims, “We have Jesus and you don’t,” really has him. No nation, ethnic group, political viewpoint, or era ever “captures” Jesus the right way, once and for all. Jesus doesn’t come in one color. He is uncontainable, and that is the point. He is for ALL.
Help me, Lord, to lay aside each earthly thing so that Jesus might be known to others, unrestricted by me.
I’ll see you around the next bend in the river.