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Impossible Hope [OR Joseph is Our Guy] Matthew 1:18-25

**sermon art: Joseph by Laura James (2000)

Caitlin Trussell with Augustana Lutheran Church on December 21, 2025

[sermon begins after three short Bible readings – hang in there]

Matthew 1:18-25 Now the birth of Jesus the Messiah took place in this way. When his mother Mary had been engaged to Joseph, but before they lived together, she was found to be pregnant from the Holy Spirit. 19 Her husband Joseph, being a righteous man and unwilling to expose her to public disgrace, planned to divorce her quietly. 20 But just when he had resolved to do this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, “Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife, for the child conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. 21 She will bear a son, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.” 22 All this took place to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet:
23 “Look, the virgin shall become pregnant and give birth to a son,
and they shall name him Emmanuel,”
which means, “God is with us.” 24 When Joseph awoke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him; he took her as his wife 25 but had no marital relations with her until she had given birth to a son, and he named him Jesus.

Isaiah 7:10-16  The Lord spoke to Ahaz, saying, 11 “Ask a sign of the Lord your God; let it be deep as Sheol or high as heaven.” 12 But Ahaz said, “I will not ask, and I will not put the Lord to the test.” 13 Then Isaiah said, “Hear then, O house of David! Is it too little for you to weary mortals that you weary my God also? 14 Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Look, the young woman is with child and shall bear a son and shall name him Immanuel. 15 He shall eat curds and honey by the time he knows how to refuse the evil and choose the good. 16 For before the child knows how to refuse the evil and choose the good, the land before whose two kings you are in dread will be deserted.”

Romans 1:1-7 Paul, a servant of Christ Jesus, called to be an apostle, set apart for the gospel of God, 2 which he promised beforehand through his prophets in the holy scriptures, 3 the gospel concerning his Son, who was descended from David according to the flesh 4 and was declared to be Son of God with power according to the spirit of holiness by resurrection from the dead, Jesus Christ our Lord, 5 through whom we have received grace and apostleship to bring about the obedience of faith among all the gentiles for the sake of his name, 6 including you who are called to belong to Jesus Christ,
7 To all God’s beloved in Rome, who are called to be saints:
Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

[sermon begins]

 

O come, o come, Emmanuel.   We sang from longing hearts of an impossible hope as we gathered for worship today. We sang the seven names of the One for whom we wait during Advent. All seven come from the first several chapters of the Bible’s book of Isaiah and are traditionally sung in the last seven days of Advent—one per day. The prophet Isaiah lived about 700 years before Jesus at a time when the Assyrians were gobbling up territories for their empire and had begun a slow march towards Judah and Jerusalem. The poignant poetry of the hymn ties us to these ancient Jewish roots of impossible hope in the face of overwhelming odds.[1] The impossible hope of ancient people is invoked in Paul’s letter to the Roman church and the reading from Matthew’s gospel.

Paul greets the Roman church with the words of the prophet Isaiah who referred to servants of God’s household bringing the good news of God’s restoration.[2] As God’s servant, Paul expands the ancient impossible hope of the Jews to include everyone else, a.k.a. the gentiles. Us. In Advent, we remember that the birth of Jesus is not the beginning a story but the continuation of an ancient one birthed by Sarah and Abraham, freed by Moses, and led by negligent kings challenged by pesky prophets like Isaiah.

Matthew opens his gospel with a genealogy of Jesus right up through Joseph. Then, there’s a BIG wrinkle. Mary is pregnant with a growing, impossible hope. Over time, we’ve learned to tell this complicated story in a simple way. So simple that even a child can tell it. Last week our young friends here at Augustana put on costumes, learned their timing, and preached the story of Jesus through fun and funny lines. Their telling of this good news was a mash-up from the gospels of Luke and Matthew and called, “The Newest Angel,” including Joseph’s surprise at Mary’s pregnancy and how he planned to unburden himself from it.

The gospel writer gives the summary:

“Now the birth of Jesus the Messiah took place in this way. When his mother Mary had been engaged to Joseph, but before they lived together, she was found to be with child from the Holy Spirit.”

That’s it. Nothing flashy. But there is someone who gets a newsflash. Joseph. His betrothed, Mary, is pregnant and he is not the father. His hopes crushed. Confronted with the news, his initial plan is legal. Dismiss Mary in divorce. Send her on her way quietly, saving her from public disgrace but shattering her private hopes. Joseph justifies his position. Not only in his own mind but in the eyes of the law. No harm, no foul. He is good to go. Legal. Justified. Resolved.

“But just when he had resolved to do this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream.”[3]

The angel, the Lord’s messenger, thwarts Joseph’s justified resolve and instills hope once more. It’s rough when a good resolve swirls down the drain. Resolve feels good. It feels right and powerful, knowing what to do. Powerlessness? Not so much. Here’s a clue to part of the good news today. If there’s room for Joseph in the nativity story, then there is room for me, and there is room for you.[4]

Our personal stories are stories within stories. Many of us have stories that sound either too good to be true or too mind-bending to be believed. If we were sitting in a small space with just a few of us and enough time, we’d hear surprising stories that connect us in their depth and in their truth. Stories that create who we are and how we move through the world but sometimes surprise even ourselves the telling. How many of us get used to telling our strange tales of impossible hope that have become normal in our own lives but surprise other people. Jesus’ birth story is along this line for Christians. We tell a strange tale, my friends. We celebrate it in sacred scripture. We sing about it. We display nativities representing Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. But it’s a strange one.

The good news is that there’s room for us in the Nativity story because Joseph’s first instinct was to resolve a problem on his own. But then he is invited into grace. The angel tells Joseph to take Mary as his wife and to name the baby conceived by the Holy Spirit, “Jesus.” The angel’s annunciation in Matthew’s gospel is to Joseph and not to Mary.[5] The angel tells an unexpected, mysterious story. A story that doesn’t amount to anything he can share with friends as justification for staying with Mary, especially considering the vague paternity. And, still, he obeys the angel and extends grace to Mary.

Joseph obeys and offers Mary grace without any knowledge of what this means. Just around the corner, what he can’t see is the visit from the magi from the east. Strange people from a faraway place who come to visit Jesus with gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.[6] He can’t see the magi’s decision to thwart King Herod.[7] He can’t see King Herod’s edict to slaughter all infants and toddlers less than two years old because they may or may not be the rumored Messiah.[8] He can’t see his and Mary’s escape and refuge in Egypt.[9] There’s so much that Joseph can’t see when he agrees to take Mary as his wife and name the baby Jesus.

James Harnish, a long-time Christian pastor, recalls a story from when he was in college. He went to see a professor with a very intelligent friend who had a lot of questions about his faith and was frustrated by the simplistic answers people gave him. His friend asked the professor, “How can I [follow] Christ when I don’t know all that it will mean?” The professor answered, “None of us knows all that it’s going to mean, but we know enough [to follow Christ] and we spend the rest of our lives finding out what it means.”[10]

Joseph is obedient without an “i” dotted or “t” crossed. Some of us see ourselves in Joseph because, like him, our resolve to do what we want can be thwarted by grace. We do not save ourselves from ourselves. The name “Jesus” means “God saves” or “God is salvation.”[11] He will be born and named Jesus “for he will save his people from their sins.” Week-after-week we scratch the surface of what this means for us. Some of us wonder about intellectual problems raised by scripture that don’t jive with our experience or knowledge. Some of us struggle with the mystery and want it solved so that then we can have faith. Some of us are drawn to action on behalf of people who need help but don’t know where to start or how to keep going. Some of us long for an answer to suffering. For all of us in those moments, Joseph is our guy.

In light of Joseph’s lack of information, his obedience to the angel’s wild request is shocking, confusing, and disturbing.[12] If we let it, our familiarity with Jesus’ birth story means that our quiet, matter-of-fact way of telling it can oversimplify what God is doing all around us. God’s audacity in slipping into powerless, vulnerable skin is echoed by Joseph’s powerless vulnerability as well as our own. Like Joseph, we spend the rest of our lives figuring out what it means to follow Jesus. Like Joseph, we watch, wait, and wonder as Emmanuel, God with us, shows up. Our familiarity can oversimplify our Advent waiting, too. In Advent, we remember that Jesus’ birth is the continuation of an ancient story. Jesus Christ has come.[13] Also, in Advent we know that his birth isn’t the end of the story.[14] Jesus Christ will come.[15] Advent is a pregnant pause as we look ahead with impossible hope for God’s renewal, restoration, and peace by the grace of God.[16]

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[1] Joel B. Green, Senior Professor of New Testament Interpretation, Fuller Theological Seminary, Pasadena, CA. Commentary on Romans 1:1-7 – Working Preacher from Luther Seminary for December 21, 2025.

[2] Isaiah 40:9, 52:7

[3] Matthew 1:20

[4] James Harnish. When God Comes Down. (Nashville: Abingdon Press, 2012), 20.

[5] Eugene Park, Professor of New Testament San Francisco Theological Seminary of the University of Redlands San Anselmo, CA. Commentary on Matthew 1:18-25 – Working Preacher from Luther Seminary for December 21, 2025.

[6] Matthew 2:1-11

[7] Matthew 1:8 and 12

[8] Matthew 2:16-18

[9] Matthew 2:13-15

[10] Harnish, 23.

[11] Park, ibid.

[12] Harnish, 19.

[13] Fleming Rutledge. Advent: The Once and Future Coming of Jesus Christ (Grand Rapids: Eerdmans Publishing Co, 2018), 266.

[14] Green, ibid.

[15] Rutledge, ibid.

[16] Ibid.

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Luke 1:26-38, Job 42:1-5, and 1 Corinthians 15:51-55 – Part of the Christmas Story Retold for a Funeral

Luke 1:26-38, Job 42:1-5, and Corinthians 15:51-55 – Part of the Christmas Story Retold for a Funeral

Caitlin Trussell on December 11, 2014 for Kelli

 

Job 42:1-5 Then Job answered the Lord: 2 “I know that you can do all things, and that no purpose of yours can be thwarted. 3 “Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?’ Therefore I have uttered what I did not understand, things too wonderful for me, which I did not know. 4 “Hear, and I will speak; I will question you, and you declare to me.’ 5 I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees you.”

1 Corinthians 15:51-55 Listen, I will tell you a mystery! We will not all die,* but we will all be changed, 52in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. 53For this perishable body must put on imperishability, and this mortal body must put on immortality. 54When this perishable body puts on imperishability, and this mortal body puts on immortality, then the saying that is written will be fulfilled:
‘Death has been swallowed up in victory.’
55 ‘Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?’

Luke 1:26-38  In the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent by God to a town in Galilee called Nazareth, 27 to a virgin engaged to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. The virgin’s name was Mary. 28 And he came to her and said, “Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you.” 29 But she was much perplexed by his words and pondered what sort of greeting this might be. 30 The angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. 31 And now, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you will name him Jesus. 32 He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give to him the throne of his ancestor David. 33 He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end.” 34 Mary said to the angel, “How can this be, since I am a virgin?” 35 The angel said to her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; therefore the child to be born will be holy; he will be called Son of God. 36 And now, your relative Elizabeth in her old age has also conceived a son; and this is the sixth month for her who was said to be barren. 37 For nothing will be impossible with God.” 38 Then Mary said, “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.” Then the angel departed from her.

 

 

When I spoke with David and Linda this week, I heard many things about Kelli that could easily get overshadowed by her paralysis from the car accident years ago and the last few months of being hospitalized – her independence, her love of people, her love of dogs, her sense of adventure, and so much more. These are gifts that Kelli brought to people throughout her life as she got down to the business of living her life.  Concerts, plays, reading, travelling were all part of Kelli’s “wild and precious life.”[1]  In the last several years, her electric chair allowed for even greater independence to get around and she thoroughly enjoyed the freedom.

In the last few days, as the family has been dealing with the details of things, David was asked to fill out a paper that included Kelli’s profession.  He filled that line in as “homemaker.”  Not able to use a sewing machine pedal, she hand-sewed many a blanket over the years for people and herself, including the one on the bed where she died.

When I listened to Kelli’s story both from herself as we visited in the hospital these last few months and from David and Linda, I encountered the good, the bad, and the ugly, much of which you already know.  You also know that Kelli’s death at such a young age comes after months of fighting to live.  And you know that it is not okay to have happened.

Kelli spent the last few months reading the book of Job.  She and I talked about hope and fear and God – she taught me about faithfulness and I taught her about faithfully questioning God in the face of what she was going through.  We talked about her dilemma to keep on fighting or to let go and her deep desire to hear from God in the middle of it all.  We talked about her father, Chuck, and her brother, David.  All that the two of them, and many of you, have done for her over the years so that she could do all the things she did “with her wild and precious life.”[2]

And we talked about her mother, Paula, and Kelli’s wish that she could know what her mother thought about whether to fight or let go.  In Kelli’s last days, it was her mother who showed up in a dream and told Kelli it was time.  The next morning, Kelli wrote on her white board, “I’m at peace.”  Whenever someone asked her how she was doing she would point at that board… “I’m at peace.”

Kelli’s fighting spirit, in part, meant that she was able to get off that ventilator and make it home before she died.  My last visit with Kelli was in her room at home.  She was breathing on her own, with family and friends there for her.  She died peacefully a few hours later – heading into the final adventure of her “wild and precious life.”[3]

When thinking about scripture for today, Mary’s story in becoming the mother of Jesus came to mind.  Mary came to mind, in part, because of her confusion and her conversation with an angel that includes the question, “How can this be…?”[4]  Mary came to mind because of her strength and hope to do God’s will, “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.”[5]  Mary came to mind because she became the Christ-bearer.  The one who birthed God into skin and solidarity among us.

After all, how might God go about getting our attention?  What are all the ways in which that may have been possible?  God, at some point, needs to grab us in a way that we might have some shot at understanding.  God needs to speak in human terms.  So, through Mary the Christ-bearer, God shows up.   After all, who can resist a baby?  A baby whose life and death ultimately changes everything.

The gospels insist, time and again, that God and Jesus are one.  Jesus is God and God is Jesus. And Jesus is focused on the goal of bringing people back into relationship with God.  The self-sacrificing love of God, given fully on the cross, draws us back into relationship with God. [6]  Jesus as “the way, the truth, and the life,” means that he has already opened up whatever we perceive the barrier to be between us and God.  So to the question about whether God’s love is big enough to include even Kelli, whether God’s love is big enough to include even you, the answer is a simple and resounding, “YES!”   So, through the cross, Kelli and you and I become Christ-bearers too.

In the twinkling of an eye, God moved through Mary to become human – the direction of movement being from God to us.  In the twinkling of an eye, God receives Kelli into a holy rest – the direction of movement being from God to Kelli.  And because it is God’s movement to us, God’s movement to Kelli, God gives us a future with hope as God also brings Kelli into a future with God.  Kelli IS at peace.  Thanks be to God.


[1] Mary Oliver’s poem “The Summer Day.” http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/133.html

[2] Ibid.

[3] Ibid.

[4] Luke 1:34

[5] Luke 1:38

[6] Koester, course notes, 12/1/2010.  For further study see: Craig R. Koester, The Word of Life: A Theology of John’s Gospel (Grand Rapids: Eerdmans, 2008).