Advent Devotion: Song of the Body
Tuesday, December 5, 2017
I recall a song that a person sang two thousand years ago. When that person noticed something in her body, I am sure that the person’s heartbeat became louder. What could the person do with her heart beating fast? We know that the person sang out from the bottom of her heart when she conceived the good news in her body. We know that her heart beat tirelessly and faithfully in accordance with her deep longing for the good news. We know that her heartbeats became her song: “My heart shall sing of the day you bring. Let the fires of your justice burn; Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near, and the world is about to turn!” While she sang with hope that the world was about to turn to justice, her song actually was becoming flesh and bones in her body. We know that the woman’s offspring fully lived out his mother’s song in his body. We know that his body and blood became the enteral hope for those who longed for justice, eventually.
In this morning, I enter into her song through my body, thinking about what I can do with my broken heart in faith. For me, my body is witnessing what feels like eternal hope collapsing, as I lament the succession -- which I believe to be illegal and improper -- of a Korean megachurch’s founder to his son in one of the world’s largest Presbyterian churches. The church says to us, This is not your business. And yet, my body laments, Dear God, it is your business, isn’t it? Where is your son in your house, the offspring of the woman? In this Advent, I am calmly waiting until I have enough courage to sing a song of Mary. Until then, I recite the psalm in this moment, holding the heaviness of shame in my body; Restore us, O Sovereign God of hosts; Let your face shine, that we may be saved!
SFTS MDiv 2015