by Ellen Sims
from our Lessons and Carols service

Each year Open Table offers a Lessons and Carols service–with a twist. We place contemporary writings in conversation with the songs and sages of old. Two years ago we added one new carol by William Flanders “for the heretics” among us. There is no sermon in the Lessons and Carols service. But I do offer a commentary each year on one of the scriptures or carols. This year we added a Lesson on the Heretics before “Sing Me a Carol” and just after reading the ancient words from Matthew 2: 1-12, the visitation of the wise men.

Our next carol honors the heretics among us. Yes, let’s not leave the heretics out of Christmas—a group that includes many of us. Maybe ALL of us at particular times in our lives. And definitely all of us if we reach back to that word’s origins in the Greek work hairetikos, which means “able to choose.” If we choose a theology, if we choose religious practices rather than simply accept what we’ve been told or previously experienced, we are, by the word’s earliest definition, heretics.

I want to include the heretics in this service of Lessons and Carols because all kinds of folks have found their way to Open Table. And all kinds of folks have found their way into the Jesus Story. All kinds of unexpected paths have led people Godward. The wise men, for instance, whose story we read just now from Matthew, were not Jews—and certainly were not Christian. But, according to Christian tradition, they traveled far to lay their best gifts at the feet of a poor baby. Some of the most Christ-like people I know don’t name themselves as Christian. But they offer up their best in service to others and in honoring the lowly.

I like that this lilting carol invites all to enter the story. And though it acknowledges we live in troubled times, it does so with a touch of humor you don’t expect in a carol.

It’s often through humor that we can become vulnerable—and it’s vulnerability that makes love possible. Consider how joy (last Sunday’s Advent virtue) along with laughter and delight and good humor can make us vulnerable and open us to love, today’s Advent virtue. You can’t split your sides laughing with your defenses up. You can’t roll on the floor hooting hysterically without sacrificing some dignity, which means getting to a very vulnerable place. You can’t even relax into a deep-down smile without being in a position of trust. And the best way to make someone else laugh? Expose yourself: your real self, your embarrassing moments, your humanness. Not to debase yourself. Not to make fun of someone else. But laughter that is joyful, not mean, is possible when we’re at ease with ourselves and others. Which leads to connection. Which leads to love. Advent’s culminating gift.

Then we can enjoy the humanness of who we are. What better therapy is there than to be with a group of friends telling stories on themselves and able to laugh at some long ago event. Or recognize some irony or incongruity in the present. Or just delight in one another. We can’t do that if we’re not taking the risk of reaching out to others, if we’re not being honest with others and ourselves. And what better prophets among us than wry humorists like Garrison Keillor and comedians from SNL and Comedy Central who strip away our illusions of self-righteousness.

One way to be authentically Christian, it seems to me, is to laugh even at the self-righteousness with which we try to “keep Christ in Christmas”– as if we could take Christ out of Christmas. The next carol alludes to such silliness. We get too defensive over Jesus. Let’s love him instead.

I choose Love. Love over any orthodox doctrine or traditional religious practice.

I choose Love. And maybe that makes me a heretic.


“Sing Me a Carol”

The progressive Christian songwriter, William Flanders, generously shares this and other progressive hymns for your use. For your convenience, I’m printing the words below. See the link for the music:

“Sing Me a Carol”

Sing me a carol, a Christmas time song.
Sing one that’s easy to hum, I’ll follow along.
Choose your own story, but angels and shepherds bring good cheer
Sing me a carol, one for a tired year.
Sing me a carol, one for a tired year.

Sing me a carol, some warmth in the cold.
Find a new way, then, to tell what’s always been told.
But touch on the baby, sentiment plays a subtle trick.
Sing me a carol, one for a heretic.
Sing me a carol, one for a heretic.

Put Christ back in Christmas, the stickers declare.
I’d rather we let him alone to be anywhere.
Maybe in churches, maybe anew in Palestine.
Sing me a carol, one for a troubled time.
Sing me a carol, one for a troubled time.

–words and music by William Flanders, shared with his permission

Category Advent, Love, vulnerability
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