onsdag den 23. december 2015

Det var dog det særeste...

Jeg kan vist ligeså godt indrømme det - jeg har en svaghed for julesange. Ikke de der "Jingle Bell rock"-agtige nogen omend de er hyggelige. Min virkelig svaghed ligger i de julesange der så rammende sætter ord på hvad der egentligt skete den nat i Betlehem for et par tusind år siden da Jesus blev født. Det var jo i virkeligheden det skøreste - hvem havde set den komme? Gud som baby? En baby der skal frelse verden? Jeg kommer så let til at tage det som en selvfølge, som sådan en "jamen det er jo det der står i Lukas 2"-ting. Som noget jeg har hørt og vidst hele mit liv.
Og det er det jo også.

Men det er bare så meget mere end det. Jeg må aldrig nogensinde tage det for givet. Det slog mig på en ny måde de sidste par måneder hvor jeg har læst igennem det Gamle Testamente. Det var jo det her de ventede på, jøderne - sådan virkelig ventede, man kan forestille sig at håbet nærmest har fået karakter af vandre-historie til sidst: "Siger jeres bedstefar også at der skal komme en frelser en dag? Hvornår tror I? Er det bare en røverhistorie?". Måske har de nærmest glemt det i de 400 år vi ikke hører så meget om og pludselig en dag så er han der, i maven på Maria. Gud. Det er da skørt. Og det bliver det ved med at være - det skøreste og det vildeste og det mest kærlige, nådigste og bedste der nogensinde er sket. Gud blev menneske. Gud kom herned for at vi kan komme hjem til ham.
Seriøst. Det er jo hvad man kalder godt!

Hvad angår julesangene så har jeg sammensat en form for tekst-potpourri nedenfor, hvor jeg lader andre menneskers ord fortælle den vilde og skøre historie fra en blanding af vinkler. Måske mangler der lidt en rød tråd men jeg synes ikke vi skulle tilføje mere tekst end der allerede var, så med den samling blandende tanker og ord kommer også et Glædelig Jul herfra!


O kom, o kom, Immanuel,
forløs dit fangne Israel
i pinefuld landflygtighed
langt fra dit åsyns herlighed.
O fryd! o fryd! Immanuel
vil komme til dig, Israel.
(DDS 77)

Prophets promised long ago 
A King would come to bring us hope 
And now a virgin bears a son 
The time to save the world has come
(Sovereign Grace - God made low)

Empty manger, perfect stranger about to be born
Into darkness, sadness, desperate madness, creation so torn
We were so lost on earth, no peace, no worth, no way to escape
In fear, no faith, no hope no grace, and no light,
But that was the night before Christmas
(Brandon Heath - The night before Christmas)

God:
You see the world is dark and it needs a light
I’m gonna hang a star in the eastern sky
So everybody’s gonna know where I touch down
I’m leaving Heaven right now
-
I’m gonna walk around that broken Earth
Trading in these streets of gold
So if you ever wonder how much you’re worth
You should know
That you’re the reason why I’m leaving Heaven
-
Ain’t gonna be no kingdom, ain’t gonna be no crown
Just a little old manger, in a little old town
But it’ll do just fine for this humble King
I’m leaving Heaven let all the angels sing
(Matthew West - Leaving Heaven)

Joseph:
Why me, I'm just a simple man of trade
Why Him, with all the rulers in the world
Why here inside a stable filled with hay
Why her, she's just an ordinary girl
Now I'm not one to second guess what angels have to say
But this is such a strange way to save the world
(4Him - Strange way to save the world)

It was not a silent night
There was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry
In the alleyways that night
On the streets of David's town
(Point of Grace - Labor of Love)

One million chains could never hold back this moment in time 
One thousand dreams could never dream what this moment truly means 
Heaven and earth, they cradle the infinite Joy born on this night 
For it only takes one Child to forever change the world 
-
This Baby cries and for the first time 
The world hears the voice of God weep
Mary sings a lullaby 
As the Hope of the nations gently falls asleep 
She knows this is the one Child 
To forever change the world.
(Natalie Grant - One Child)

Mary:
Hold on now, got to take a deep breath
I don't know what to say when I look in your eyes
You made the world before I was born
And here I am holding you in my arms tonight
-
You're here, I'm holding you so near
I'm staring into the face of my Savior
King and Creator
You could of left us on our own
But you're here
(Francesca Battistelli - You're here)

When the babe was born
In a manger on the hay
God saw a veil torn
He saw Good Friday
He was born to die
-
We came here today
To celebrate His birth
But let us not forget
Why Jesus came to earth
He was born to die
(Shane & Shane - Born to die)

All is well all is well
Angels and men rejoice
For tonight darkness fell
Into the dawn of love's light
(Point of Grace - All is well)

The wise men:
Bringing our gifts for the newborn savior
All that we have whether costly or meek
Because we believe
Gold for his honor and frankincense for his pleasure
And myrrh for the cross he'll suffer
Do you believe, is this who we've waited for?
It's who we've waited for
-
How many kings, stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Only one did that for me
(Downhere - How many Kings)

Noel, Noel
Come and see what God has done
Noel, Noel
The story of amazing love!
The light of the world, given for us
Noel
(Chris Tomlin - Noel)

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