I got socks for Christmas!
I got a lot of other nice presents, too, but I got socks! I love to get socks for Christmas.
Now, that’s not always been true. I love that scene in the movie “A Christmas Story” where the little boys open their packages on Christmas morning and find socks. They look at each other with mild disgust, the frenzy of the morning briefly interrupted. They toss the socks over their shoulders and move on.
I remember feeling that way about socks and other items of clothing many years ago, but I now am old enough to really appreciate clothing, good socks in particular. This year, I got the heavy, reinforced socks, the ones you can wear in your hiking boots all day and never get a blister.
I’ve also grown to the age where I appreciate the fact that I’m blessed to have nice socks. There are a lot of people around us who can afford little in the way of new clothing. They would have been grateful to get my socks.
Now, you may think I’m being a little shallow, talking about stuff I got for Christmas during the sermon time. But I’m using something small to remind me of something big, a fantastic set of clothes we are all offered at Christmas.
Christmas, of course, marks the arrival of God among us, God in the flesh, Jesus Christ. Christ is born! And he is born in a way allowing everyone, rich or poor, to clothe themselves anew.
His birth, and ultimately, his death and resurrection, let us present ourselves beautifully. Don’t believe me? Just look at Colossians 3:12-17. Compassion, kindness, humility, meekness, patience, and most of all, love, are ours for the wearing. Implicit in Paul’s words are a new power granted by Christ—the power to change, the power to appear to others in ways sin would not allow us to appear. Christ defeated sin, our stinking, horrible sin, and suddenly we are clean enough to wear new clothes.
Do you like to get dressed up from time to time? I think it is fun, even if it is just among co-workers at a company Christmas party, or something mundane like that. We put on our best, we gather in a friendly, loving environment, and we all behave a little differently.
Paul tells us it is the same as more of us regularly put on Christ’s offering of clothing. We exhibit all that compassionate, humble, loving behavior toward one another, and powerful changes happen in our community. There is forgiveness. There is a sense of peace and thankfulness.
And in all of that, true worship arises, and God is glorified. We find ourselves closer spiritually to that day when all of us as Christ’s followers don our pure, white clothes—those robes washed white in the blood of the Lamb—and worship our Savior continually, overwhelmed by the peace and joy he desired for us from the day of creation.
I am left to wonder something, though. Under those white robes, will we wear socks?