It’s a small world. We say that when we realise that we already have a link or two with the stranger we are talking to. And if someone talks about a Global Village, we don’t say that that is ridiculous.
But it isn’t a small world, and the world isn’t a village. So where does this idea come from?
Well, without getting philosophical, it’s because we do feel connected, in spite of the enormity and ridiculousness of it all. We feel there is a village we belong to, and it is a village we are all trying to re-create. And we sense that other people are really trying to do the same all over the world.
Yesterday it was war in Gaza; today there is peace. The villagers have won, over the gangs and the mongerers.
Village is a word we use to idealise a little community where everyone belongs, and sense and peace reign. It’s a place where families can be families. Where respect is normal.
Church is, or should be, the same thing. Village in action, where others discover village life is possible, village life is practicable, village life is God’s gift to them.
But, like Christmas, it has to have Jesus at the centre.