Last Sunday (December 13, 2015), we explored the Christmas paradox of the Holy and the Human and how they are very much connected. At Christmas of all times, we are reminded that to be holy as he is holy is (necessarily) to be human as he was human.
The Holy and the Human — the Divine and the incarnate — all twisted and tangled up together. Our most holy moments are also our most fully human ones.
As part of the sermon, I shared a short lengthy passage from Anthony Doerr’s Pulitzer prize-winning novel, All the Light We Cannot See. It was a scene from the book that I found profoundly human and deeply holy. (If you’re curious, listen to the sermon or, better yet, read the book!) This wasn’t the first time I’ve used literature or fiction in a sermon. And I sort of blame Frederick Buechner for giving me the idea (and permission) to do so. He writes this about good fiction.
“What it means to be truly human in a world that half the time we are in love with and half the time scares the hell out of us—any fiction that helps us pay attention to that is as far as I am concerned religious fiction.” — Frederick Buechner, Secrets in the Dark (p. 183).
On that note, does anybody have any good book recommendations? I’m on the hunt for my next novel.