Have you ever contemplated the incongruity, the almost preposterous absurdity of Christmas? Probably not.
Christmas is either secularized by the world or sanitized by the church. We love to romanticize the Christmas story and bathe it in the soft glow of warm sentiment. And we fail to hear the sound of laughter from heaven.
Laughter is the celebration of incongruity, dissonance, and the oxymoronic, the putting together of discordant elements in surprise combinations. What could possibly be a more incongruous and a surprising combination of discordant elements than the Christmas story?
A pregnant virgin and a God in diapers, sleeping in a feeding trough…dirt-poor shepherds with front row seats at God’s celestial symphony…pagan soothsayers who found Jesus through observing the stars…! What is Christmas but a celebration of the divinely absurd that transforms mankind’s bitter laugh of despair into the Father’s triumphant laughter of hope. No wonder that the birth of Jesus was announced as “good tidings of great joy.”