Matthew 2:10-11
When they saw that the star had stopped, they were overwhelmed with joy. On entering the house, they saw the child with Mary his mother; and they knelt down and paid him homage. Then, opening their treasure chests, they offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
5 years out of parish ministry - and the high days and holy seasons are not any easier to navigate, or any less painful. Being on the periphery, welcomed so far and no further, is an interesting place to be, providing insight into the seduction of ‘making Christmas right’ for everyone else. It’s an insight that transcends the season, lending perspective on the way we tame the radical nature of the incarnation. We persist in cooing over the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, we smile indulgently at the boy who gets lost in the temple, we listen intently, if in confusion, to the sermon on the mount and then cringe inwardly when the baby, all grown up, gets up close and personal, asking us to renounce family, wealth and safety.
It s a bit like receiving a cute puppy at Christmas and not being able to keep up with the demands of a grown dog by Easter.
Engaged in the work of renewal, that seduction is one I see played out every day. Making things ‘right’ and ‘comfortable’ for others. Not placing too many demands on otherwise busy folk. Negotiating the least rather than the best. Sanitising a gospel that is costly and demanding and not just for those in full time ministry. Being so caught up in how things ‘should’ be done that we can no longer imagine how things might be different. Making space, in the midst of tradition and sentiment, for encounter that upsets routines and dismantles stereotypes is not a popular choice.
I’ve already packed away my Nativity scene for this year - I didn’t want the clutter any longer, the disruption to routine. I didn’t want to dwell on the storm those magi kicked up by alerting the oppressors to a threat to their power. It’s a reality that cannot be minimised but that is playing out all over our world today. It seems we’d rather gaze on the manger than be involved in dealing with the aftermath. And yet, kneeling by the manger was enough to catalyse the shepherds and the magi. Their encounter with God made flesh was enough to give them insight into a whole new world, a whole new peaceable kingdom. So what difference will Christmas makes for us this year?
Will we greet Epiphany
like a long lost friend
Full of familiar symbols
and comforting themes
Or will we allow
the jarring sounds
of carnage and chaos
to guide us to another truth
That God with us
is a message
that strikes terror
into the hearts of those
whose power is threatened
inciting violence
doubling down on oppression
resisting all that unites.
God with us
is a call
to muster courage
to move beyond comfort
to “not be afraid”
to see angels
and starlight
that lead us on paths
we didn’t know existed
to find our way home
by another way
journeying alongside
strangers who will guide us
by their wisdom
forged in the depths
of sorrow
and hardship
with only their awareness
of Incarnation
enabling and empowering
their every step
Such are the ones
who will bring
the light of Epiphany
into our lives today.
But, first, we have to
move away from the manger.