Isaiah 52:7-10
John 1:1-14
Today we are going to talk about feet. Take a
moment and look down at yours. Then glance at your neighbor’s feet. They come
in all sizes and we never notice them much except when they are cold or
hurting. More often than not like the rest of our body, we don’t notice how
much our feet do for us.
The Prophet Isaiah begins his message of good news
by speaking of the messenger’s feet. He calls them beautiful as they traverse
mountains trying to get to the people to proclaim good tidings of peace and joy
for all who would hear the message. The messenger’s feet had gone a long
distance to share this news. They had walked and run, jogged and hiked over
hills and valleys. Gotten wet through rivers, then immediately were immersed in
sand which rubbed them raw as the messenger kept moving.
This news couldn’t wait for the messenger’s feet
to heal. This message was so important that no matter how exhausted the
messenger became, the messenger had to continue on. Finally, cresting the last
mountain, the messenger proclaimed to all the people, “Your God reigns! You
will know salvation!”
What a message! It brought shouts of joy and tears
of relief. This is what the messenger’s feet did – they brought a message so
powerful that a whole nation burst into songs of praise and happiness. Now
again, look at your feet. You have the same power as that long ago messenger.
You too, can bring joy to another’s life. You too can traverse the mountains
and valleys of the world as you share the good tidings that Jesus Christ is
come! That our Lord and Savior bring eternal life in the form of a newborn baby
that is here to die for humanity. It’s something to think about, how our feet
can bring light into the world if we are only willing to use them.
When Mary was heavily pregnant with Jesus, I can
imagine how tired she was and how scared she must have been. She was barely
more than a kid and she was about to become the mother to God’s Son. Her feet
must have been swollen and aching, her back painfully throbbing. Then she had to
get on that donkey and ride to Bethlehem as her husband Joseph walked beside
her. His feet carried him straight to the place that God had commanded them to
be through the Caesar.
How tired he must have been after that long
journey. His nerves must have been frazzled from reassuring Mary, making sure
she was okay and trying not to worry himself. He was going to be a father. Not
to just any baby, but he was going to help raise God’s Son. Where would this
journey lead them too? What path were they about to journey down? He walked on,
putting one foot in front of the other out of pure faith in God because I know
he probably had very little faith in himself at that point.
How do you raise such a special child? Do you
treat that child like a prince or do you treat him like a regular child? Do you
punish the child when he misbehaves or do you dare not in case God becomes
angry? What if the child doesn’t live past the age of one like so many children
did not? What if he comes from Mary’s womb with a limp or blind or has some
other infirmity? Would God blame Joseph and Mary for these things?
He walked on toward his fate, Mary riding beside
him, with nothing but faith to keep him moving. Sometimes it is all we have
that sustains us. Sometimes it is the only thing that gets us through the day.
We must believe in the message we receive on Christmas Day. That a baby, a
little and fragile baby boy would grow up and save us all from ourselves. That
this boy would have so much faith in God that he willingly dies so the rest of
the world may live.
The world is a dark place. It’s full of pits and
potholes that would try to make us trip and stumble as we journey forward.
There are big rocks of temptations in our path that would try to make us stop
where we are at and no longer journey on. But like the messenger in Isaiah and
Mary and Joseph, we must have faith in God. Our faith keeps us moving and will
help us overcome every obstacle our feet encounter. Every step we take toward
God is a step toward the light of God’s pure love for us. It’s a step out of
the darkness the world dwells in and brings us one more step closer to eternal
life lived with and through Jesus Christ. That beautiful baby who’s little feet
will one day have nails pounded through them as he hangs on a cross for you and
for me.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Praise
Jesus Christ and Holy Ghost.
Amen.