Driving in this morning I listened to Divine Brown’s inspiring rendition of Stevie Wonder’s song Someday at Christmas:
Someday at Christmas men won't be boys
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December our hearts will see
A world where men are free
Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth
Someday at Christmas we'll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning people will share
Our world where people care
Someday at Christmas there'll be no tears
All men are equal and no men have fears
One shining moment, one prayer away
From our world today
Someday at Christmas man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love will prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
It’s a hopeful song that presents an image of a future when we live in peace with each other. As I listened the words seemed to capture the promise of a different world heralded by the coming of the Prince of Peace. Sadly, a world not yet realized.
But as I reflected on the words of the song, one of those uncomfortable, penetrating questions seemed to emerge.
If someone was to look objectively at my life over the Christmas season would they see evidence of the fact that I am an active participant in the coming of the Prince of Peace?
As I thought about what the answer might be, I started counting the ways that we try to make Christmas “better”. We try to slow down. We concentrate more on family time and less on the commercialization of the season. We try to spend less on frivolous gifts. We try to make it a more restful and reflective time.
But maybe all of that has a lot more to do with a passive attempt to enjoy the holiday and embrace hope and peace for our own lives and not so much about bringing the Prince of Peace into a needy world.
Why not read Stevie’s lyrics one more time and then ask yourself the question, Am I just a hopeful dreamer of “Someday at Christmas?
If someone was to look objectively at my life over the Christmas season would they see evidence of the fact that I am an active participant in the coming of the Prince of Peace?
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