This is the Christmas season and we Christians recall and reenact the events said to have surrounded the birth of the baby Jesus. Congregations seem to outdo themselves in their desire to tell this old story.

Our College Mennonite Church attempts to use every member of the congregation when it puts on its annual Christmas Pageant. We may bring our own costumes or use a costume provided by the church.  One member of our pastoral team is trained in theater production, so she is in charge of the event assisted by other members of the pastoral team and the congregation.  You may observe the pageant by clicking here.

Our Evergreen chaplain led us in a service of readings and carols.  In the reading of the visit of the Wise Men I noticed a detail for the first time. They seemed to be disappointed in the place where the child-king was. Being royalty themselves and searching for the son of a king who would in time be a king himself they forsook the star and strayed to Jerusalem and into the palace of King Herod.

The king urged them to renew their search and inform him if they found the child they looked for.  When they renewed their journey the star reappeared the wise men were said to have been overjoyed.

Using Bible study resources available to me through the Blue Letter Bible I learned another version says that the wise men shouted aloud for joy.  This is the time of the year when we may be joyfully boisterous.

I see this as I walk the halls of Evergreen at Greencroft. We are an elderly of the community.  We are handicapped in various ways. We have weak knees, stooped backs, and are uneasy because of our forgetful minds. But we know joy.  We show it by what we put on our doors to communicate with those who walk the halls.  My own nonagenarian  joys over flow in manifold ways.

I’m so tired of black and white – wrote our teen-age daughter while experiencing her first remembered winter in Pennsylvania.  Be patient and wait – we wrote to her from Florida.  You will be surprised by the beauty of spring – we promised.

About Martin Lehman

I was born 92 years ago, the son of a Mennonite pastor and organic gardener in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. At age 10 I was baptized as a member of the Marion Mennonite Church. I own the "Old Fool" moniker because I want to walk the Jesus Way even though the world and much of the church takes me as a fool for doing so. In my life I have moved from being a young conservative to an elderly radical. I tell that story in My Faith Journey posted on my website.
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1 Response to Overjoyed

  1. Miriam Showalter says:

    I love the decorations on the doors, the expressions of joy! And I love the gift given by those who know joy in the face of uneasiness, pain, and the special awareness of mortality that grows clearer as we draw nearer. Thank you for sharing this gift.

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