In those days a decree went out from Emperor Augustus that all the world should be registered. 2 This was the first registration and was taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. 3 All went to their own towns to be registered. 4 Joseph also went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to the city of David called Bethlehem, because he was descended from the house and family of David. 5 He went to be registered with Mary, to whom he was engaged and who was expecting a child. 6 While they were there, the time came for her to deliver her child. 7 And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.
8 In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. 9 Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10 But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for see—I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: 11 to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord. 12 This will be a sign for you: you will find a child wrapped in bands of cloth and lying in a manger.” 13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying,
14 “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace among those whom he favors!”
15 When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go now to Bethlehem and see this thing that has taken place, which the Lord has made known to us.” 16 So they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the child lying in the manger. 17 When they saw this, they made known what had been told them about this child; 18 and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds told them. 19 But Mary treasured all these words and pondered them in her heart. 20 The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen, as it had been told them.
Good evening! Merry Christmas! I’m so excited tonight, and I have to confess, I’m just a little bit nervous tonight. This is my first Christmas as your pastor and let’s just say, I feel the weight of the expectations, as well as the joy of being in this relationship with all of you.
I could have taken the easy way out and added an extra hymn so that I didn’t have to preach tonight. Plus, you all know the story of the birth of Jesus from the Gospel of Luke. Even if you didn’t grow up in church, you probably heard it every year when you watched A Charlie Brown Christmas. What more could I possibly say about this Scripture? But then I realized that this was a golden opportunity. I have such a large, captive audience tonight. How could I resist?
I want to offer you two stories that remind us of the power of this account of the birth of our Lord, as well as the challenges of living into the truth of that story. First, did you know that the hymn, “Silent Night” was first sung on Christmas Eve, 1818, in Austria. I think it’s really cool that we’ve been singing this hymn for two centuries.
About a hundred years ago, the First World War came to an end. The war began in August of 1914 and ended in November of 1918. It’s just long enough ago that the war has fallen out of our collective consciousness. World War I was the greatest conflict that the nations of Europe had ever seen. The Western Front ran across Belgium and France—trenches were dug across those nations. On one side were the British and the French, and later, the Americans. On the other side were the armies of Germany and Austria.
In many places, the trenches were only a few hundred yards apart. The area in between the trenches was called no-man’s-land, because no man was likely to survive there. It was filled with barbed wire and craters where artillery shells had exploded. Any soldier who left his trench was going to get hit my machine gun or rifle fire. This is, by the way, where we get the expression, “over the top.” In our world today, going over the top simply means drawing undue attention to oneself. Along the trenches of the Western Front, that sort of attention was deadly.
Mind you, the only way to attack the enemy was to go over the top. Commanders on either side hoped that they could throw more men at the enemy’s position than the machine gunners could mow down. It was a grim slaughter, yet the commanders saw no other way of doing things. Men who refused to go over the top were put on trial for cowardice, and then they were shot by their own countrymen. It was the ultimate no-win situation.
When the war began, everyone thought it would be over before Christmas. By December, soldiers on both sides were well aware of the grim reality they faced. In the week before Christmas, 1914, there were unofficial truces along the Western Front. The guns were silent, but the men were not. They sang Christmas carols in their own languages. The soldiers went over the top—not to attack one another, but to exchange gifts of food and cigarettes, and also to bury their dead. They showed pictures of loved ones to one another. They spoke different languages, but they all knew it was Christmas. On Christmas Day, a group of English soldiers played a soccer match against some German troops. The fighting resumed the next day, but for a little while, there was goodwill for all; there was peace on earth.
The Christmas truce of 1914 is a little-known piece of history; the narrative of the birth of Christ in the Gospel of Luke is all too familiar. I say this because most of us know it so well that we don’t give it much critical thought. It is familiar history, but it may not be entirely accurate.
Luke’s gospel was written somewhere between 70-100 years after Jesus’ birth. Let’s just say that it’s not very likely that Luke was an eyewitness to that event. The references to Caesar Augustus, King Herod, and the governor Quirinius seem to lend an aura of authenticity to this account. But there are some problems with Luke’s timeline. While the reigns of Augustus and Herod did overlap, Herod died in the year 4 BCE; Quirinius became governor of Syria in 6 AD.