Sermon — December 31, 2023
The Rev. Greg Johnston
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.” (John 1:5)
There’s clearly something appealing about the contrast between darkness and light. In mythologies and philosophies from around the world, you find these two forces. Sometimes they exist in a balance, as in the Chinese symbol of the yin and the yang, with a dark and light half that contain and define one another in perfect balance. Sometimes they’re locked in eternal struggle, as in the Zoroastrian idea of a battle between goodness and light, on the one hand, and evil and darkness, on the other. Sometimes the darkness is understood as a corruption of the light, as in some derivatives of Augustinian thought, or, more popularly, Star Wars, where the Dark Side of the Force takes the goodness and power of the Jedi and transmutes it into the pure evil of the Sith.
In recent years some scholars have questioned whether the use of images of light and dark in the liturgies of the Church should be challenged for their racial implications, and they point to the ways in which Europeans and white Americans have equated darkness of skin with the need for “enlightenment” as an excuse for enslavement and colonization, and they’re probably right. And, at the same time, I also think the contrast of darkness and light has deep roots in our psyches. We human beings evolved in a world without electric lighting or night-vision goggles: the darkness is a world of prowling wolves, or at least stubbed toes—while millions of children all around of the world have needed a night-light, I’ve never heard of anyone who’s scared of the light.
And yet all these concepts of darkness and light seem to me to be a little off. There is no balance between darkness and light. There is no struggle between them. Darkness is not a corruption of light. Darkness, in itself, does not exist. Total darkness comes from one of two things: either the total absence of light or the total absorption of light. A dark room is dark because there’s nothing to light it; a dark fabric is dark because nothing reflects from it.
John tells the story of Christmas in a highly unusual way. Each of the four Gospels, of course, tells the story of Jesus’ life, but each one has its own perspective. Mark’s Jesus simply springs into being as an adult, at his baptism in the River Jordan by John. Matthew and Luke tell the Christmas-Pageant stories we’re familiar with, although each one tells a completely different part. For John, this is it; this is the story of Jesus’ birth. No Holy Family, no stable or inn, no choir of angels singing in the sky. But the Word that was with God, and that was God (John 1:1-2)—the life that is the light of all people, that shines in the darkness and is not overcome (1:4-5)—the Word becoming flesh and living among us. (1:14)
John tells the story of Jesus as a new light coming into the world, a new light being poured into our hearts, a true light coming to enlighten everyone; and yet the world, John says, did not know him. (1:11) And this feels right. The true light has come into a dark world, and yet the world remains, at the very least, somewhat dim. And this Gospel of John, which beings with the proclamation that “the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it,” still culminates, like all the others, in the Crucifixion, with Jesus’ death at the hands of an uncaring Empire. (And by the way, yes: George Lucas knew what he was doing.)
Darkness has no power over light, no existence in itself; there is no struggle or competition between the two. And yet it feels like a struggle, sometimes to see the light.
Sometimes that’s because the world is actually so bright, because there are so many other lights that vie for our attention, so many other things that drown it out, even—sometimes especially—in this Christmas season. I think sometimes we’ve lit so many lights against the darkness, created so many distractions for ourselves, that the simple light of God’s love for us seems dim, or sometimes even becomes invisible, and it’s like looking up at the night sky in a world of electric lighting, not realizing the richness of everything that’s been lost.
Sometimes it’s because we’ve hidden the light. Jesus tells the disciples that they are the light of the world, and then warns them against hiding that light under a bushel basket. (Matt. 5:14-15) Sometimes we hide the light in ourselves, pretending it’s not there, for fear of judgment or to keep it for ourselves. Sometimes we hide the light in others, putting on subconscious sunglasses that stop us seeing the light in people who don’t look like us, or talk like us, or vote like us.
Sometimes we don’t see light because it’s gone out. Because the candle has burned down, or the fuel is running low, or the chimneys haven’t been properly swept out, and we cannot light a fire. And that makes it sound like it’s your fault, but sometimes it’s not your fault; sometimes a storm has come through and taken out every power line in your life, and you just have to sit in the darkness, or scrounge around for flashlight batteries, and wait for the lights to come back on.
And yet “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.”
Our opening prayer this morning is one of my favorites: “God,” it says, “you have poured upon us the new light of your incarnate Word: Grant that this light, enkindled in our hearts, may shine forth in our lives…”
In the imagination of this prayer, we are like those “glow in the dark” stars: we absorb light from outside, it kindles a light in our hearts, and that shines forth into the world. It’s as if they’d read the Bible once or twice before they wrote these prayers. The light shines in the darkness, to enlighten us, so that we may be the light of the world.
The light is all God’s, and the light can’t go out. But the light is shining out into the world from you. What do you need to be able to see God’s light shining in yourself? What do you need to see it in other people? What lights in your life need to be dimmed, to see that light more clearly? What bushel baskets need to be removed to uncover it? Which chimneys need to be cleaned in your life, which lamps need to be refilled, to keep burning clear and bright?