Tonight I went with my family to the Christmas Eve service at church, which is something we do every year. Candlelight and seeing people and everything. Tonight the pastor read from The Message (which, if you know my church, is as surprising as it would be if we suddenly found out God was a puppy dog). He was reading the passage talking about Jesus being the Prince of Peace, except, and I didn’t know this until tonight, this translation of the Bible substitutes “wholeness” for “peace” here.
The more I thought about that the more it made sense. There can be no wholeness without peace. Especially today, in our violent society, peace and wholeness are two things we lack. Surely that cannot be a coincidence. Peace helps to bring about wholeness. Without peace we are left incomplete, un-whole, and desperate for something to fill a hole we know we have but don’t know what goes in it.
It’s peace. Peace goes in it, and peace is what makes us whole. The Prince of Peace is the Prince of Wholeness.
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy Kwanzaa. If your religion/non-religion doesn’t celebrate anything right now, spending time with your family and loving your fellow man is plenty good enough. But for God’s sake, be good to people, okay?