One of the annual traditions of the town I grew up in was to host a day-after-Thanksgiving Day parade, which was really a Christmas parade. Now they call it the “Catch the Glow” parade. There were lots of rides and floats, people marching, colorful Christmas decorations. But every year, at the end of the parade, Santa and his reindeer came parading down the main street. It was Santa, and presents, on a slay, on a semi, with fake reindeer. Rudolf always led the pack.
I have this sort of fuzzy memory of the song Rudolf the Red-nosed reindeer being played and my brother joking about the song (because that’s what we awkward teenage boys do).
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Had a very shiny nose
And if you ever saw it
You would even say it glows
And it starts like a pretty nice song, but then it kind of goes south pretty quickly.
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names
They never let poor Rudolph
Join in any reindeer games
It’s sort of a mean holiday song! Now we’re talking about bullying and how the majority often picks on those who don’t fit in with the rest? Here’s how it ends. You know it:
Then one foggy Christmas Eve
Santa came to say
“Rudolph, with your nose so bright
Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
And then suddenly, as if out of nowhere, everyone loves Rudolph!
Then how the reindeer loved him
As they shouted out with glee
“Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
You’ll go down in history”
The joke my brother made was that the other reindeer weren’t nice. They didn’t like him, but they accepted him because he did something they wanted. So the message of the song is it’s okay to be different, as long as you do something everyone else likes and you earn their approval. Merry Christmas.
As I reflect on this story, I actually think it’s kind of accurate to the original Christmas story. Rudolph experienced shame, embarrassment, and being a social outcast, and that’s precisely how the first Christmas came about. That’s right, Rudolf and the nativity story share some similarities.
The first Christmas was awkward, embarrassing, shameful.
To highlight the awkward nature of Christmas, I want to look to the birth story in the gospel of Matthew.
Matthew 1:18-19 (ESV)
Now the birth of Jesus Christ took place in this way. When his mother Mary had been betrothed to Joseph, before they came together she was found to be with child from the Holy Spirit. 19 And her husband Joseph, being a just man and unwilling to put her to shame, resolved to divorce her quietly.
It’s easy to miss it in this translation, but the NIV verse 18 says, “This is how the birth of Jesus the Messiah came about.” The author Matthew, writing to a primarily Jewish audience, has just finished in the first half of chapter 1, tracing Jesus’ royal lineage back to King David and even Abraham, the forefather of the Israelite people. This is big. This is momentous. This is exciting. To identify this as the birth story of the “Messiah”—God’s promised rescuer and King is glorious.
But… instead, we’re confronted with an unwed pregnancy, divorce, and a vision that might be a delusion. Even though there are shows like Teen Mom, which may have done something to normalize young women getting pregnant outside of marriage, unwed pregnancy is still largely taboo in our culture. Now think of a much more conservative culture, where your whole social and economic life was connected to your sexual purity and marriage status, and that’s where we find ourselves.
If Mary, a young woman between the ages of 12-14, who is betrothed to Joseph, a young man between 18-19, is found to be pregnant with child before her marriage, there are only two options. 1) She and Joseph got together before they should have, which was shameful. Or 2) She slept with another man, and it wasn’t forced because she didn’t report it. At least, that might have been how Joseph saw it, and since he knows he didn’t get together with Mary, he can only conclude that Mary was willingly unfaithful. There’s no way he