The beginning. Origins. We all like a good backstory. Whether it's finding out the origins of our favourite comic book superhero or a prequel to our favourite movie trilogy or book series. We like to find out what came before. We like to know what lead to this. What happened. What is the story that shaped this person or caused this event. When we meet new people we soon begin to ask questions about their past, where they were born, where they studied, what they did before starting this new job. We want to know these things because they give context and help us understand the bigger picture.
So what is it that keeps me coming back to believing God exists? What is it that keeps me holding on to Christianity and to the Jesus story in particular? Maybe I'm just crazy or maybe I'm just in tune with reality.
Regardless of the angle with which you come at it, Christmas is an opportunity for us to look inside and ask ourselves what kind of people we are? Are we using our privilege, our power, our authority and our wealth to prop ourselves up and pull others down or are we using those things, no matter how much or how little of it we think we have, to love the other and make a difference around us? To do the latter is not weakness. It is true power.
When my lamb poutine was brought to me I had little idea how it had come to be but there it was. If I tried to describe it, you would literally think I was describing a cake and I would not be lying. Yet, it was a poutine. Just not the traditional kind.
Did the Bible get it wrong? In Galileo's day they certainly didn't think so and Galileo was treated harshly for it. But today, even the most serious christian has to admit that on this side of history, knowing what we know about our solar system, those verses are to be understood as expressing the human experience within the limits of the author's knowledge of the world in his or her day. It's writing from ones own point of view. That, by the way, is the best any of us can ever do.