We Wish You a Joseph Christmas!

josephEvery year as I immerse myself in the Christmas story, I feel a deep empathy for Joseph.  What a tough spot he found himself in.  To be a minor player in such a major story is tough all on its own, but in a patriarchal culture in a primitive and premodern world, what happened to Joseph is beyond most modern minds to imagine.  To have life-shaping decisions made about one’s betrothed was a big deal.  Though sexual dalliance among the very young (by our standards — it wasn’t unusual for 13 and 14-year-old girls to delivery their first child) a pre-marriage pregnancy ended most relationships (since the majority of women were sent away or put to death).  To then have all the responsibility to raise God’s Son — how do you discipline the Messiah?  Spare the rod and spoil the Savior?  A child certainly changes everything, but the Divine Child of God — how much extra stress does such a charge create?

We so often sanitize the story of the birth of the baby Jesus, that we rob it of any reality it might demand.  Life in the first century was difficult, especially for the poor.  Infant mortality was high, due to poor hygiene, wild-spread illness and disease, poor nutrition, accident and injury, and even abandonment and abuse.  The social culture of Marys and Josephs was illiterate and simple, provincial and unambitious.  Opportunities for advancement were limited in the extreme, and survival was the primary driving value.  Daily life was dirty, sweaty, dull, redundant — and most people dreamed of nothing different.  The poor were powerless, voiceless, anxious and often desperate.  Life under Roman oppression was anything but pleasant.  In short, life was hard, demanding and uncompromising.  Family, tribe and bloodline was incredibly important — to father another’s child was a much bigger deal then than now.

Year’s ago, I included the lyrics of Bruce Cockburn’s “Cry of a Tiny Babe,” in an Advent/Christmas devotional.  The essence of the song is the fragility and humanness of Mary and Joseph coming to terms with the immensity of what happened to them.  One man, Joe, a lifelong Catholic, was absolutely furious with me, and was particularly angered that the song ascribed human emotions, thoughts or feelings to Mary.  The idea that Joseph could have possibly questioned, or been troubled by, Mary’s pregnancy.  The concept that sex had anything to do with pregnancy was deeply offensive to Joe.  Of course, Joe also believed that Mary died a virgin and that the “brothers and sisters” of Jesus were from a prior marriage.  Shaking with rage, Joe said to me, “Mary NEVER had sex in her entire life.”  For Joe, Joseph was essentially disposable — an irrelevant player in the divine drama.

This brings to mind another encounter I once had with a young woman, Susan, also coming from a traditional Catholic home.  In the course of a Bible study, the conversation shifted to what it might be like to be responsible for the Son of God.  Comments were made that “babies are babies,” “babies cry and misbehave,” “babies poop,” “toddlers break things,” “kids are selfish,” “kids are dirty,” etc., and with each passing comment, Susan became more and more agitated.  Finally, tears ran down her cheeks and she rushed out of the room.  I followed her to find out what was wrong.  Trembling, she lashed out, “We’re talking about JESUS — not just any baby.  I’ve been taught that the baby Jesus NEVER cried, that he was a perfect child.  The idea that he is dirty or misbehaved or pooped is sacrilegious.  I can’t believe you would allow such lies to go unchallenged!  The Son of God is perfect!  This is a hateful class, making Jesus just like every other child.”

Ah, fully human, fully divine — a 2,000+ year discussion.  In non-canonical Christian writings, we have stories of Jesus fashioning mud into birds and bringing them to life, a story of striking a playmate dead then bringing him back to life, miracle stories big and small of the child Savior.  Some of these tails made their way into the Christian mythology of Jesus’ childhood.  There is a justified explanation for how we have sanitized baby Jesus, but the question still remains, “is this a good thing?”  When we de-humanize Jesus, we separate ourselves from the restorative work of God — Jesus came to save and became fully human to do so.  I cannot imagine what Joseph felt.  To be given the greatest responsibility in all history to train, support, guide, discipline, and raise the Son of God is an incredible burden.  The pressure to make sure you do it right, to make the best decisions on behalf of the child, to protect and defend to adulthood the Messiah of the world — that’s the meaning of Christmas to Joseph.  What a gift, what a curse!  A Joseph Christmas is about the cost, the obligation, the expectation, the immensity, and the humility more than the joy, awe, wonder, peace and purity.  The sweet, genteel, scrubbed and scoured Mary Christmas we have is wonderful; but the down and dirty, rough and tumble, hard and demanding Christmas of Joseph may just be the one we need.

5 replies

  1. A watershed moment for me that crystalized my starting to think about Jesus as truly human and truly divine was question and answer 35 in the Heidelberg catechism;

    What does it mean that he “was conceived by the Holy Spirit and born of the virgin Mary?”

    That the eternal Son of God, who is and remains true and eternal God, took to himself, through the working of the Holy Spirit, from the flesh and blood of the virgin Mary, a truly human nature so that he might also become David’s true descendant, like his brothers and sisters in every way except for sin.

  2. I think you could easily publish several more articles and flesh out your ideas…or..put another way, I, at least, want to hear more. As a new daddy, I’m right there with you this year…suddenly I’m thinking quite a bit about Joseph. You also tackled a pretty big subject mid-stream..the whole “fully human-fully divine” thing. I thought you did a pretty good job reminding me of the humanity of Jesus…then again, I’m being reminded of that in ways I never imagined…with every diaper, every burp, every spit up, every “what does this cry mean” episode. Still, I think if you open the can of worms and start talking about “fully human” you also have to talk about “fully divine” at the same time–it’s conjunctive. In other words, we have to reflect theologically on the idea that Jesus pooped AND at the same time was God in the flesh. Does divine poo become a relic? Does spit up have healing properties (like the hem of a garment)? Do temper tantrums get measured with a Richter scale? And we haven’t even covered the terrible two’s yet!

    • There is an apocryphal story of Jesus urinating in the wilderness, resulting in lush roses blossoming and blooming… Reflecting on fully human/fully divine from a variety of worldviews yields a variety of possibilities — mythic/magic = miracle poo; reason/rational = wise superstar; transrational/transcendent = “strange attractor” — all fascinating metaphors. I may just flesh this all out in the future.

  3. Our former pastor, the late Rev. Wil Bailey, preached every year against the “gentle Jesus meek and mild” kind of Christmas that sanitized the human reality of the Incarnation. Because of Wil’s instruction, I came to appreciate what a radical, scandalous, awesome act of “down and dirty” the birth of Jesus really was. God exercised a preferential option for humanity in a way that was utterly astounding and confounding at the same time it was loving and self-sacrificing. Give me a Joseph Christmas, with a sprinkling of Mary Christmas, every time!

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