by Christine Sine
I love images that help us understand the Jesus story from the perspective of different cultures. The image above for instance, though depicting a Native American Jesus was actually painted by John Guiliani, an Italian.
Several years ago I came across another interesting photo from the Huffington post article Muslim “Last Supper” Photo Offers Interfaith Tribute to Da Vinci’s Masterpiece. It made me think even more deeply about the face of Jesus and how, not just we but people of other cultures and faiths see him.

Last Supper – Fatimah Ali
The organizer Fatima Ali commented:
“For this year’s photo, we wanted to do something that, in its own humble way, aimed to bridge the gap between Eastern and Western cultural and religious norms. We looked up the painting, assigned each person a character, and meticulously tried to mimic the image, while also making it our own.”
The pictured group enjoyed the process of putting a different spin on the the iconic artwork. “Most of the people pictured in this photo have been active members of the Islamic Center at NYU, and I think one of the greatest values we all have shared is this overwhelming sense of community and religious unity,” Ali said. “I don’t mean just Muslim unity or Muslim community, I mean on a more universal level, being respectful and considerate of all faiths and religious communities.”
Not surprisingly, the photo elicited a varied response from Christians. Some are delighted by this depiction of Christ and his followers with faces that look more authentic than the white faces we usually see. Others are appalled by Muslims depicting what they view as a sacred Christian event.
Why am I posting a photo of the Last Supper you may ask when we are getting ready to celebrate the birth of Christ? Arn’t I getting to the end of the story before we have seen the beginning? No. In so many ways this photo epitomizes Christmas. When I first posted this, also in the Christmas season, I added a quote from Monastery Journey to Christmas by Brother Victor-Antoine D’Avila-Latourrette. He writes: Jesus is the Prince of Peace whose face the whole world longs to see. I think that in the hearts of all humankind there is indeed a deep ache for the coming of a saviour. More than that there is a deep ache to see the face of Jesus in the faces and actions of his followers, and in the faces of all who long for peace where there is violence, abundance where there is starvation and healing where there is disease.

Nativity Varghese – Malaysia
As I look out at my seemingly dead Seattle garden, wet and soggy after another storm, I can fully appreciate this. Winter seems to have destroyed all life, yet hidden in the earth, the roots still live, growing stronger, reaching deeper ready to emerge in the coming spring. For the Jewish people there was a long winter of centuries before Jesse’s Root, sprouted forth with the coming of Christ, the Messiah. For us there have been even more centuries of longing, of hoping and of anticipation.

Madona – Saincilus Ismael
When Christ first appeared he was like the first sprouts of spring growth – weak, vulnerable, tiny compared to the tree that would grow. This is the Christ whose remembrance we celebrate at Christmas. Yet in that tiny shoot lay the hope and promise of what was and still is to come – a tree that could spread over all the earth, a saviour for the whole world whose power and scope is far greater than any of us could ever imagine. This is the Christ for whose coming we wait with joyful anticipation. This is the Christ whose tree has already spread across the whole earth, yet we still see so much of the darkness that it is meant to overcome. We still wait in anticipation for the full unveiling of this Christ who fills our hearts with longing for the future in which all things will be made new. In the meantime it is wonderful to catch glimpses of it in the depiction of Christ’s birth from many cultures.

Nativity – Lu Lan China 1994
I love what Brueggemann says about the coming of Christ
There was something unreal about him: no pretense, no ambition, no limousine no army, no coercion, no royal marking. Wise and intelligent people are turned toward the regal. Kings and prophets want to penetrate the mystery. But the Jesus who showed up amid royal hopes and royal songs was of another ilk, powerful in weakness, rich in poverty, wise in foolishness, confounding the wisdom of the Greeks and bewildering the Jews.
He is beyond all usual categories of power, because he embodies the gentle, gracious, resilient, demanding power of God. He does not trifle in temples and cities and dynasties but in the power and truth of the creator God.
This tender shoot, this vulnerable child whose very birth reveals the upside down nature of God’s kingdom is an ensign for the nations, a flag towards which all people will be drawn and that includes the Muslims and people of other faiths. The word we translate as “nations” had a very different meaning for the Jews. “Gentiles” were everyone who was not Jewish. It encompassed all peoples outside Israel, opening God’s promise of salvation to all cultures and countries. The new kingdom Christ ushered in is open to the entire world. Christ the Messiah, the tiny Branch which is slowly becoming a mighty tree will break down walls and barriers between all people.
What Is Your Response?
I love this children’s depiction of the birth of Jesus. It is fun, but also I think there are things that we can learn as we listen to children tell the story. Watch it prayerfully. What stands out for you? Is there something new that strikes you about the story of the birth of Christ?
by Christine Sine
Some of you might be looking for something longer than the prayers I have been posting over the last few days to use during the Christmas season so I thought I would repost this litany from Waiting for the Light. Enjoy
Christmas Litany
God of joy and celebration
God of love and mercy
God of peace and righteousness
We sing aloud and dance with the angels.
The ruler of all worlds, the shepherd of creation
Jesus Christ has come among us.
Our Savior Christ has come,
Not in power, not in might, but in the tenderness of love,
The promise of life hidden in a mother’s womb.
In this season of God with us we celebrate with the angels
We are graced by the wonder of God’s presence
We are filled with the tenderness of Christ’s love,
Pause to light Christ candles
Love and faithfulness meet together,
Righteousness and peace kiss each other,
Faithfulness springs forth from the earth
Shout aloud Hallelujah! God’s faithfulness comes down from heaven,
God has kept his promise, the Savior has been born and a new world begun.
This is the time we believe once more that perfect love casts out fear,
That generosity transforms scarcity into abundance,
That righteousness overcomes oppression with justice.
Shout aloud Hallelujah! God’s faithfulness comes down from heaven,
God has kept his promise, the Savior has been born and a new world begun.
We are graced by Christ’s presence and filled with his love,
May we become bearers of God’s light,
And go out to transform our troubled world.
Shout aloud Hallelujah! God’s faithfulness comes down from heaven
God has kept his promise, the Savior has been born and a new world begun .
Read scriptures of the day from the daily lectionary
The whole earth shouts with joy to God,
The world declares God’s praise.
Praise to the compassionate and gracious One,
Who sent the son to dwell among us.
Praise to the incarnate One, Jesus Christ our Redeemer,
Who fulfills God’s covenant of love to all people.
Praise to the indwelling one, the Holy Spirit giver of life,
Who proclaims God’s mercy and justice throughout the earth.
Praise to the three in One, the One in Three,
Praise to God on high.
Our Father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom the power and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
Pause for a time of prayer and thanksgiving
Jesus you come,
In the voice of the poor,
In the hurting of the sick,
In the anguish of the oppressed.
Open our eyes that we may see you.
Jesus you come,
In the weakness of the vulnerable,
In the questions of the doubting,
In the fears of the dying.
Open our ears that we might hear you.
Jesus you come,
In the celebration of the saints,
In the generosity of the faithful,
In the compassion of the caring.
Open our hearts that we might embrace you.
Almighty God whose great love and compassion came into our world in the person of your incarnate son, Jesus Christ, plant in every heart your concern and care for all humankind. May the light of Christ ignite our hearts and shine out brightly from our lives, proclaiming your salvation to all the earth.
May the light of God shine on us,
May the love of Christ shine in us,
May the life of the Spirit shine through us.
This day and evermore,
Amen.
Advent Podcast #4
- Story by Tom & Christine Sine
- Music by Lacey Brown, In Mansions and Church of the Beloved
- Reflection by Tom Sine
- Meditation by Christine Sine, from Light for the Journey
- Produced by Ryan Marsh, Church of the Beloved
Listen now:
Join us here at the Mustard Seed House as we celebrate our annual Advent Homecoming party. Listen to Tom Sine reflect on coming home to the kingdom of God and Lacey Brown’s beautiful song What Happens When God Comes Close.
by Christine Sine
Christmas is not a day but a season — 12 days of celebration. So I wanted to make sure that you have plenty of prayers to use for the season. Here is a second prayer that I thought you might like to use. I chose this beautiful African artwork as a reminder that Christ comes to every culture, and nation, in every time. Finding images from other cultures of the brith of Christ and using them as we pray is one way to remind ourselves that we are part of an enormous global family.
The Gift of Rest!
Yesterday, I filled out a survey for a college friend who is studying to be a youth minister. One of the questions was:
What is the one thing you would tell someone who is just getting into vocational ministry?
My answer:
Learn to practice Sabbath and Silence. Take time for weekly refreshment and days of rest. Don’t fill your only day off with laundry and errands. Take a day or at least a half day to do something that brings life to your soul. Get outside, take a nap, do some art and TURN OFF THE PHONE! The practice of silence and sabbath, along with creativity will help you maintain your soul and joy for the work.
That made me think of the best gift I could give all of us for Christmas is the Gift of Rest!
We all need it! We need to pause, breathe and even take a nap. In the midst of these busy few days before Christmas, let’s receive the gift of rest from Jesus. And we all need to remember that Christmas isn’t just one day! There are 12 days of Christmas and these include Christmas Day and go to January 5th. Then we celebrate Epiphany on January 6. So whatever you don’t get done, or if there are things you wish you could do to be more present in the season, or if you want to be more purposeful with friends or family or with Jesus, know you can choose to keep the Christmas Season not just Christmas Day!
So breathe, pause, Receive the gift of REST.
Earlier this week, my good friend Melissa Husk sent me a beautiful poem prayer she wrote on REST. Listen to Jesus inviting you to Rest. Let this be your prayer for Christmas and the New Year!
Rest.
Rest from worry.
Rest from striving.
Rest from controlling.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My servanthood.
Rest in My servanthood towards you.
Rest.
Rest from polishing.
Rest from trying.
Rest from proving: yourself, your value, your worth.
Rest from craving.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My joy.
Rest in My love.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My hope.
Rest in My Presence.
Rest.
Rest from wrestling.
Rest from questioning.
Rest from attention seeking.
Rest from overspending: time, energy, finances.
Rest from carrying burdens that aren’t yours to carry.
Rest.
Rest in My breath.
Rest in My silence.
Rest in My song.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My healing.
Rest in My provision.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My timing.
Rest in My promise.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My fulfillment.
Rest in My Word.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
Rest in My delight.
Rest in My affection.
Rest.
Rest in Me.
by Melissa Husk
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And on this day that is the shortest, we get the longest night. That might mean that we could go to bed early and get some more rest. Merry Christmas and Happy Napping.
by Christine Sine
Christmas is almost here and though for many of us the whirlwind of gift giving and feasting holds much of our attention, it is time to turn our thoughts towards the coming of the Christ child and the excitement of the transformation that his birth made possible in our world. Our lives are changed. We are filled with the holy light of God and though we still long for the full unveiling of his presence we can live in the light of Christ, now and every day.
I hope that this prayer will help some of us to find focus.
Today is Blue Christmas! Enjoy this post by Kate Kennington Steer —
‘I follow light’
This darkness is a rope, not a prison:
hand over hand I haul myself in
to touch your face, to blossom.
My fingers crawl toward heaven
leaving behind whorling shadows;
this darkness is a rope, not a prison.
I follow light through forgotten
canyons and grottos;
I touch your face and know
that even the sun has a mission:
as it climbs, it grows.
This darkness is a rope, not a prison
not a cell from which I hasten.
Freely, hand over hand I follow
to touch your face, to open and open
like a night-blooming jasmine,
or a well widening with echoes:
this darkness is a rope, not a prison,
I touch your face, I blossom.
‘The Gift’
Maurya Simon
Today I remember those who feel imprisoned – by a physical cell; by the shadow of abuse; by a mind differently wired that keeps defaulting to negative, obsessive or paranoid places; by the failings of bones or blood, synapses or nerves.
Today I remember those who are incapable of saying for themselves, “help me”.
Today I remember those who have no glimmer there is a God who is loving them in their darknesses; I remember those who cannot say ‘this darkness is a rope, not a prison’ for themselves, who have no idea of how to ‘follow light’, grow away from the bleak places in their lives.
Today I remember those who feel utterly stuck, uncreative, trapped, who feel they cannot ever blossom into myriad ‘hues hewn from hurt’, to use Keren Dibbens-Wyatt’s beautifully evocative phrase.
Today I remember all those who long for meaning, who long for light to emerge out of the dark places in our world and for those who become overwhelmed; all those for whom Christmas cannot be an occasion for celebrating ‘Joy to the world’.
Bringing all these little ones, and myself, before our God, I remember Rumi’s observation: ‘those receiving light give out light’.
May I offer my light freely – the unique light God gave to each of us, that is light like no other – today.
All throughout these months
as the shadows
have lengthened,
this blessing has been
gathering itself,
making ready,
preparing for
this night.
It has practiced
walking in the dark,
traveling with
its eyes closed,
feeling its way
by memory
by touch
by the pull of the moon
even as it wanes.
So believe me
when I tell you
this blessing will
reach you
even if you
have not light enough
to read it;
it will find you
even though you cannot
see it coming.
You will know
the moment of its
arriving
by your release
of the breath
you have held
so long;
a loosening
of the clenching
in your hands,
of the clutch
around your heart;
a thinning
of the darkness
that had drawn itself
around you.
This blessing
does not mean
to take the night away
but it knows
its hidden roads,
knows the resting spots
along the path,
knows what it means
to travel
in the company
of a friend.
So when
this blessing comes,
take its hand.
Get up.
Set out on the road
you cannot see.
This is the night
when you can trust
that any direction
you go,
you will be walking
toward the dawn.
‘Blessing for the Longest Night’
Jan Richardson
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