Dispatches from Youth Culture, No. 1
“Don't let
anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the
believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity.”
I had a mild culture-shock one Christmas night as a
teenager, staying up into the wee hours of December 26th. WASH-FM, our local soft-rock station in D.C.,
had been playing an all-Christmas format for weeks and weeks. That night, as the calendar turned over to the
day after, they were right back playing their usual Phil Collins and Shania Twain
as though the preceding four weeks of Advent had been merely a
peppermint-coated dream.
That’s how the radio business works, I suppose: and I do like Phil Collins as much as the next guy, so I’m not lamenting the choice of music. But it seems to me that we’ve gotten Christmas backward. Our culture tends to equate Advent, designed to be a season of looking-ahead, with Christmas itself, such that December 25 is a single, climactic day to cap off and terminate a season, rather than the kickstart it actually is—the jumping-off point for a twelve-day festival that we’ve almost completely forgotten.
That’s how the radio business works, I suppose: and I do like Phil Collins as much as the next guy, so I’m not lamenting the choice of music. But it seems to me that we’ve gotten Christmas backward. Our culture tends to equate Advent, designed to be a season of looking-ahead, with Christmas itself, such that December 25 is a single, climactic day to cap off and terminate a season, rather than the kickstart it actually is—the jumping-off point for a twelve-day festival that we’ve almost completely forgotten.
It might not be such a big deal, except that there are
implications here for the way the church interacts with teenagers. Advent, recall, is a time of looking forward
to God being born as a human baby, somehow both fully God and fully diapered at
the same time (technically, “wrapped in bands of cloth”, Luke 2:12): and then for the next twelve days
from December 25th to January 5th, the season of
Christmastide invites us to stop in awe and praise God that it has actually
happened—that God was among us as an actual kid.
But if we move on too quickly, if we fail to do like Mary
who “treasured all these things in her heart” (Luke 2:51)—taking it all in, pondering,
enjoying it—we might fail to make a crucial connection: that if God became a
human teenager, the teens around us are exactly like God just as they
are. Leave Christmas too fast, and we
might miss it—and we may not realize how holy, how God-reflecting, how amazing
these under-18ers are just by virtue of being themselves.
Instead, let’s make some deliberate effort this Christmastide
to celebrate for the entire 12 days, even if in small ways, praising the Lord
for affirming our kids by becoming one of them.
Once Epiphany comes, from January 6th onward, we may then be
able to ride the wave of celebrating “the child” that the magi visited (note
that it’s not “the baby” anymore in Matt. 2:11), and then the young-person
Jesus who “increased in wisdom and in years, and in divine and human favor”
(Luke 2:52)—just like the
junior- and senior-highs around us are already doing.
This article appears in the January, 2015 edition of The Circuit Rider, the magazine of Salmon Creek Church in Vancouver, Wash. Visit Salmon Creek Church, which is a United Methodist ministry, at www.salmoncreekchurch.org.