Isaiah 60:1-22 · The Glory of Zion
In the Light of His Glory
Isaiah 60:1-6, Matthew 2:1-12
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by King Duncan
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Dr. Les Parrott in his book Shoulda Coulda Woulda tells an old legend about three men. Each man carried two sacks--one sack tied in front of his neck and the other sack resting on his back.

When the first man was asked what was in his sacks, he said, “In the sack on my back are all the good things friends and family have done for me. That way they’re hidden from view. In the front sack are all the bad things that have happened to me and all the mistakes I’ve made. Every now and then I stop, open the front sack--containing all the bad things that have happened to me--take the things out, examine them, and think about them.” Because he stopped so much to concentrate on all the bad stuff in his life, his pace was slow and he made little progress.

When the second man was asked about his sacks, he replied in exactly an opposite way. “In the front sack are all the good things that have happened to me,” he said. “I like to see them, so quite often I take them out to show them off to people and reminisce.”

“But what about the sack in the back?” he was asked. He answered, “I keep all my mistakes, all my regrets in there and carry them all the time. Sure they’re heavy. They slow me down, but you know, for some reason I can’t put them down.”

When the third man was asked about his sacks, he answered in a slightly different way. Like the second man he answered, “The sack in front is where I keep all the blessings I’ve experienced--all the great things other people have done for me. The weight isn’t a problem. In fact, it keeps me moving forward.”

But, as for the second sack, he answered, “The sack on my back is empty. There’s nothing in it. I cut a big hole in its bottom. Then I put all my regrets and all my mistakes from my past in that sack. They go in one end and out the other, so I’m not carrying around any extra weight at all.” (1)

I believe that is a good story for this first Sunday in the New Year. We all carry around hurts and regrets that weigh us down. The New Year would be a good time to cut a hole in our sack and let those hurts and regrets fall through so that we can focus on the good things that have happened in our lives.

It is interesting that we are starting the New Year on the Day of Epiphany. The Day of Epiphany is the first day in the season of Epiphany which begins with the wise men following a distant light and continues through the celebration of the Transfiguration--when we see Jesus in all his glory.

Epiphany is not only a season of the church year; it has also crept into secular usage. When we say that someone has had an epiphany, we usually mean that that person has had a moment in which they have achieved a realization, an awareness or a knowledge of something, after which events are thrown into a new light. Such epiphanies may be life-changing.

Let me give you an example of such an epiphany. An African-American woman named Bessie Pender one day admitted to herself that she was “sick and tired of being sick and tired,” and she began to cry. And pray. And that’s when Bessie Pender’s life began to change.

Bessie experienced her moment of truth as she was cleaning out a classroom at the Norfolk, Virginia Public Schools. For the past ten years she had worked at this same job. Though it wasn’t fulfilling, custodial work helped pay the bills for Bessie and her husband, Ben. Bessie and Ben had married young, and had started a family by the time Bessie was eighteen. All those years that she had been a stay‑at‑home mom, Bessie had yearned to go to college and become a teacher, but the time and money required to get a degree were luxuries the Penders just couldn’t spare. So Bessie had gotten a job as a custodian. But after ten years of frustration, she couldn’t face the boredom anymore. So one night, in the middle of a dirty classroom, Bessie had her tearful talk with God.

Not long afterwards, Bessie signed up for her first college classes at Old Dominion University. For seven years she struggled to balance her job, her new classes, and her family. At one point, she had to juggle all this while also mourning the untimely loss of her younger sister, who died of kidney failure. Her father’s health worsened considerably during those seven years too. But Bessie kept pushing herself, in spite of the pressures all around her to give up.

And eventually Bessie’s persistence paid off. Today Bessie Pender is not only a 5th grade teacher in the Norfolk Public School system, where she once mopped floors and scrubbed desks, but, in one recent year, she was also voted Teacher of the Year. (2)

Maybe someone in this congregation is in a difficult time in your life. Maybe you’re sick and tired of being sick and tired. Maybe you are in need of an epiphany in your own life. You’re in the right place . . . to turn your life over to God and to ask His guidance and His persistence in helping you make a new start.

The symbol of light is an appropriate one in this, the darkest season of the year. Light is a favorite symbol throughout the Scriptures. Christ said about our witness that we do not light a candle and put it under a bushel. Christ himself is seen as the light of the world. When Isaiah sought to proclaim the coming of the anointed one of God, he declared, “Arise, shine, for your light is come” (60:1).

That is great good news as we begin this New Year. Our light has come. Christ is our light and in him is no darkness at all.

Just as light is the appropriate symbol for Christ, darkness is the appropriate symbol for a world without Christ.

Have you ever wondered what people centuries from now will think about our culture? It, of course, is anybody’s guess. In her book A Fistful of Fig Newtons, novelist Jean Shepherd depicts a group of archaeologists in the distant future who are excavating the remains of New York City. Burrowing under Madison Avenue, the heart of the world of modern advertising, they discover tin canisters holding reels of videotape containing hours and hours of television commercials from our time.

The archaeologists determine these reels must have something to say about what was important to us. They finally find a way to view these tapes. They grow excited with anticipation. One of the videotapes contains a scene in which three women move into the foreground. They are pushing carts of some kind. The three of them stop and reverently pick up some mysterious white circular rolls. Their eyes glaze in ecstasy as they handle the rolls.

A stern male figure arrives, clad in a white uniform. He resembles a guard, or perhaps an officer of some kind--definitely a figure invested with authority. “Ladies,” he says, “please don’t squeeze the Charmin!” The three women continue to squeeze the rolls, with even more intensity. The guard, overcome by emotion, himself begins to squeeze a roll. One woman squeals: “I just can’t help it, Mr. Whipple.” Nervously the guard squeezes even harder. “See, Mr. Whipple, Charmin’s so squeezably soft!” 

Amazed at the apparent significance of this archaeological find, the leader of the excavation says, “If we can find out what was on those Charmins, or what they were used for, I believe we would know what their civilization was all about, what they believed in.” (3)

Some of you remember those Charmin commercials. I do hope our culture is about more than bathroom tissue.

Life is so confusing. I wish that life was as easily explained as that great philosopher of the comic strips, Charlie Brown, once decided that it was.

Lucy is saying to him, “Life is a mystery Charlie Brown . . . Do you know the answer?”

Charlie Brown answers, “Be kind. Don’t smoke. Be prompt. Smile a lot. Eat sensibly. Avoid cavities and mark your ballot carefully . . . Avoid too much sun. Send overseas packages early. Love all creatures above and below. Insure your belongings and try to keep the ball low . . .”

Before he can get out another platitude, Lucy interrupts: “Hold real still,” she says, “because I am going to hit you a very sharp blow upon the nose!”

We can appreciate her frustration, can’t we? None of us appreciates a know-it-all who spouts platitudes that miss our real needs altogether. What we really need is a little encouragement at times, don’t we? Maybe this past year has been a little rough for you. Perhaps you need somebody to put his hand on your shoulder and reinforce your feelings about yourself. Christ offers the encouragement you need. “Arise! Shine! Your light has come!”

What would it take to help you get your New Year off to a good start? Some of us have made resolutions. We’re trying to lose weight, exercise more, use our time more efficiently. 

We make our resolutions, but it’s not easy in a world of darkness. Our biggest enemy is within. There is something within our hearts that causes some of us to resist the very things that we need to have a satisfying life. But who can doubt that darkness is the appropriate symbol for a world without Christ?

In the same way, light is the appropriate symbol of a world with Christ. He is our guide, our strength, the One who fills our life with meaning.

Professor Harold DeWolf, in his book The Religious Revolt Against Reason, tells of an experience he had as a young man. He went swimming at midnight one night with a friend in the Atlantic Ocean at Massachusetts Bay. He said the water was full of phosphorescent light. Every dip of his hand in the water produced something like “a circle of flashing gems and every breaker looked like a cascade of fireworks.” To ride the waves they went out some distance from the shore. Then turning toward land DeWolf was gripped by a strange fear.  The lights from the shore no longer shone. So he looked up to the sky to get his bearings. But the sky was like the water--full of the spectacular confusion of the northern lights. “No star was visible. Then panic overtook him, for in all that glittering display there was no fixed reality. He could not tell the way to shore. He started back with a helpless terror engulfing him.” (4) He learned that, with no fixed star to guide him, it was almost impossible to chart out his course.

Thank God we have a star to follow. It is the same star that guided the magi long ago. It is the light of Christ. Christ, who is a dependable guide, whose love never fails.

“If you look in the dictionary,” writes Pastor Scott Coltrain, “the first definition for ‘light’ is ‘something that makes vision possible.’ In other words, light makes it possible for us to see. Without light, we are hopelessly blind--blind to our surroundings, blind to our situations and circumstances, blind even to ourselves. Light makes it possible for us to see clearly--things as they really are.

“Did you know that an absence of sunlight causes blindness? Animals who live out their lives in a complete absence of light are commonly blind, even eyeless. Mules kept in mines also become blind. Horses kept in dark stables and denied sunlight become blind. Those who live in dungeons, cellars, prisons, mines, and similar places that are denied sunlight lose their sight.

“Before Jesus,” Coltrain writes, “most of the world was spiritually blind.” (5) Christ made it possible for us to have a glimpse of God in His glory.

In one of his many books, Philip Yancey tells the story of Commander Richard Byrd. Bird once spent six months in a metal hut at the South Pole. The sun made no appearance during four of the six months he was there. Talk about darkness. Here is how Commander Byrd described that experience in his journal: “I find that I crave light as a thirsting man craves water . . . A funereal gloom hangs in the twilight sky. This is the period between life and death,” Byrd wrote. “This is the way the world will look to the last man when it dies.”

Three weeks before the sun was due to shine again, Byrd wrote in his journal: “I tried to imagine what it would be like, but the conception was too vast for me to grasp.” When the sun finally did make its appearance, Byrd found it to be overwhelming. (6)

Should we find ourselves in the presence of Christ, we would find ourselves overwhelmed as well--overwhelmed with his holiness, overwhelmed with the light of his love.

Bart Millard and MercyMe put it so well in their song, “I Can Only Imagine,”          

Surrounded by Your glory . . . What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for you Jesus . . . Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in your presence . . . Or to my knees will I fall?

Will I sing hallelujah . . . Will I be able to speak at all . . . I can only imagine. (7)

Of course we cannot imagine. But we know when we have that final grand epiphany of the glory of Christ, it will be far beyond anything we have ever experienced before.

My friend, are you tired of living in semi-darkness? “Arise, shine, for your light is come.”


1. Live in the Present; Find Your Future (Grand Rapids: Zondervan, 2003).

2. “Faces Of Today’s Black Woman,” Ebony, March 1997, p. 92.

3. Jean Shepherd, A Fistful of Fig Newtons (New York: Doubleday, 1981), 162. Adapted from Quentin J. Schultze, Communicating for Life: Christian Stewardship in Community and Media (Grand Rapids: Baker Book House, 2000), pp. 123-124.

4. (New York: Harper and Brothers, 1949), pp. 17-18. Adapted from David G. Rogne, All About The Kingdom: Sermons for Proper 24 through Thanksgiving Based on the Gospel Texts, (CSS Publishing Co., Kindle Edition).

5. Scott Coltrain, https://www.sermoncentral.com/sermons/jesus-the-light-of-the-world-scott-coltrain-sermon-on-jesus-life-71725.

6. Reaching for the Invisible God: What Can We Expect to Find? (Zondervan, 2000).

7. Copyright © Essential Music Publishing.

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