As,
Zechariah, the father of John the Baptist, said,“In
the tender compassion of our God, the dawn from on high shall break
upon us, to shine on those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of
death, and to guide our feet into the way of peace.”
What
was Mary and Joseph doing on this day, just hours before the birth of
Jesus on that cold winter night? They were going from door to door in
Bethlehem, looking for a place to stay. Knowing full well, it was
time for the infant Jesus to be born, they trusted God would provide
some place, somewhere where the Child would come into the world.
Where would it be? Would it be in an Inn, would it be in the home of
family who would have pity on a woman about to give birth? They were
disheartened by the coldness of so many who would not let them stay
the night, the anguish of waiting. All they wanted was a dry warm
place for the arrival of the baby Jesus, but where?
Finally,
as the sun disappeared and darkness covered the little town of
Bethlehem, a maid servant pointed the young couple to cave used to
shelter animals. At least it was dry and it was a place out of the
cold wind. There in the cave--- were animals, an ox, a cow and a few
sheep. It smelled of hay and animal manure. Joseph found a shovel and
cleaned the floor of the cave. He put clean straw in the manger to be
used as a cradle. He found wood for a fire and warmth was felt by
Mary as She prayed near the flames. She knew it was time.
Just
as Joseph went to get some fresh water and was but a stone’s throw
from the cave, when
suddenly, Mary laid
down on her blanket and within a few moments, a miraculous birth
happened
with no labor pains. Suddenly light filled the cave, as the dawn from
on high broke, to shine on those who dwell in darkness and the shadow
of death.
Shouldn’t
the king of heaven and earth be born in a palace for a king? He
wasn’t surrounded by the rich and the famous of his time. Rather,
He was surrounded by by an ox and a donkey and some sheep. He didn’t
have any cute pajamas. Only long pieces of cloth used to swaddle a
tiny infant. He was not placed in a crib made by hand. Rather, he was
placed in a manger, which is a feeding trough for animals. Oh
what poverty. What an example for us!
The birth of the Child Jesus tonight reveals the tender compassion of
our God. The tender babe, born during the cold winter night, is the
dawn from on high. As He comes forth from His mother’s womb, the
dawn from on high, breaks forth upon the world. The tiny infant, who
is King, Messiah, the
Christ, the Savior and
God is seen for the first time by two humble people (His
earthly parents), Mary and Joseph, for
the first time in a poor stable surrounded by animals. As the
shepherds and magi will come to adore the newborn king, the smiling
face of the babe shines on those who had dwelt in darkness and the
shadow of death. This tiny child will guide our feet into the way of
peace. He will walk the face of the earth, proclaiming good news to
those who dwell in darkness and freedom for those captive by sin. His
good news will lead to His way of the Cross, which is our way of
peace, until He suffers His sorrowful death on the Cross. His death
will give victory over the reign of death, and bring about, the
blossoming of life in the world. His true life is a life, which is
everlasting in heaven.
Isn’t
Christmas exciting! There was so much preparation for it. Some look
forward to Christmas because of the special foods, desserts, cookies.
There is the family dinner where we sit around to
catch up on what’s
going on in the lives of family members. We go to Christmas concerts
and Christmas plays. Its exciting to open presents under
the Christmas tree.
Some of us are able to
see grandparents,
cousins, and aunts and
uncles we haven’t seen for some time. Christmas cards give cheer to
friends and family. We try to help the
poor, so they too can
have a happy Christmas. Most
people look forward to
coming to Christmas Mass in order to hear the story about the birth
of Jesus.
When
I was in college, just after my parents divorced, and some of my
sisters were married and had their
own families, one
Christmas, nobody invited me to come to their home.
I was afraid to ask anyone. Then I had my pity party. I received no
Christmas presents, no cards, and no one called. I thought, “Whoa
is me! Poor me. Nobody cares. Nobody loves me.”
All of which was not true. Any one who spent Christmas alone knows
the depth of longing to be with our family.
Back
then, I decided my
Christmas would be a
happy one. I went to Christmas Mass, I stopped by the grocery store
and purchased turkey drumsticks, canned corn, and a potato to make
mash potatoes. Then I cooked the turkey legs, and cooked them, and
cooked them some more, until they were tough, at least I thought I
wasn’t going to get sick from under cooked turkey.
Years
later, as I reflected on
that Christmas, and a
few others like it, I
discovered I am
happiest not to receive presents or cards or to be even be with
family, I am happiest when I give
to be with God’s
family at church, to receive the gift of Jesus in Holy Communion and
to make others happy. I
realized, the meaning
of Christmas is more than being with our family and
I became
aware we are never alone. Jesus is always with us. I
found out, to send
Christmas cards
and make phone calls to others and give presents to others
gives
joy to the heart.
For it
is in giving, we receive.
More
and more non-Catholic churches cancel their “Christmas
services” on
Christmas day. Josh Carmody,
the pastor of New Covenant Christian Church in
Fort Dodge, Iowa as
well as many other non-Catholic pastors, posted
a video on Twitter saying there would be no services on December 25.
"Enjoy some
time at home with your family.", he
said.
Did
Jesus come into the world only,
so we could spend time with our family? He
came as a child and was raised in a family to show us the importance
of family. But later,
when He was 33 years old, after Joseph died, He left the home of His
Mother, and began His
public ministry. Even
when He was just 12 years old and stayed in the temple, He pointed to
His spiritual family, when He said, “Did
you not know, I must be in my Father’s house”.
He had His
spiritual family in
mind.
Through
baptism, we become a member of God’s family. We are His adopted
children. The Trinity
(the Father, Son and
Holy Spirit) is a
family
of divine
persons. God created
the Church not for His benefit, but for our benefit to
be part of the Christian family.
At church, we
come together as a community, as
a Christian family, to
be present at the Holy Sacrifice, and receive Jesus in Holy Communion
who gives
graces and gifts we
need to live out our lives.
The
book of Hebrews states, “Don’t
forsake the assembly of ourselves, as in the manner of some.”
A Christian who rejects the
need to attend
church, is
rejecting God’s family.
As holy and awesome was
His birth, and as
important as it
was, the
totality of the
life of Jesus has
tremendous meaning for us.
Our Lord
performed
miracles, expelled
demons, forgave
sinners, and then, He went through His passion, death and
resurrection for the purpose of allowing us to become members of
God’s family. Families
gather to eat a meal together. At Church, we gather together as a
Christian family to eat the flesh and blood of the Lamb of God at
the banquet of the Lord (the Holy Altar).
The Last Supper means
something to us today, because it is the Mass today and
because of it we receive Jesus in Holy Communion.
His crucifixion means something to us today, because it’s
present on the altar at
every Mass today.
Our
Lord’s coming as a Child was a prelude to His walking the face of
the earth, and then the depth of His love was revealed on the Cross,
with the climax being His resurrection, when He conquered sin and
death and opened the gates of heaven. As the angel told Joseph,
“She will bear a
son, and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people
from their sins.”
There
was once a
man who decided to stay home and not attend
Christmas Mass. His family went to
church, but he said to
himself, “Why
bother. What’s the big deal anyway?”
What difference
does it make to me?
Shortly
after his family drove away in the car, snow began to fall. He went
to the window and watched the flurries getting heavier and heavier.
“If we must have
Christmas,” he
thought, “it’s
nice to have a white one.” He
went back to his chair by the fireside and began to read his
newspaper. A few minutes later he was startled by a thudding sound.
It was quickly followed by another, then another. He thought someone
must be throwing snowballs at his living room window. But,
when he went to the
front door to investigate, he found a flock of birds huddled
miserably in the storm. They had been caught in the storm and in a
desperate search for shelter, had tried to fly through his window. “I
can’t let these poor creatures lie there and freeze,”
he thought. “But
how can I help them?”
Then he remembered the barn where the children’s pony was stabled.
It would provide a warm shelter. He put on his coat and galoshes and
tramped through the deepening snow to the barn. He opened the door
wide and turned on a light. But the birds wouldn’t
come in. “Food
will lure them in,”
he thought. So, he hurried back to the house for breadcrumbs, which
he sprinkled on the snow to make a trail into the barn. To his
dismay, the birds ignored the breadcrumbs and continued to flop
around helplessly in the snow. He tried shooing them into the barn by
walking around and waving his arms. They scattered in every
direction—except into the warm lighted barn. “They
find me a strange and terrifying creature,”
he said to himself, “and
I can’t seem to think of any way to let them know they can trust
me. If only I could be a bird myself for a few minutes, perhaps I
could lead them to safety. . . .”
Just at that moment the church bells began to ring. He stood silent
for a while, listening to the bells pealing the glad tidings of
Christmas and calling
the people to Mass.
Then he sank to his knees in the snow and said,
“O baby Jesus, now I understand,” he
whispered. “Now
I see why You became
one of us.”
“As I tried to
lead the birds into the safety of the barn by giving them bread, You
became one of us to lead us to the safety of heaven. You feed us with
spiritual bread
(the Holy
Eucharist) for the journey home. You came to save us from our sins
(through baptism and Confession) and You reveal your love for us and
walk with us to our eternal home of heaven.” “Oh thank you, baby
Jesus, my Lord, my savior.”
The
man quickly got into his car, and drove to the church just in time to
go to Confession before Mass, and then he sat with his family and
received Holy Communion with them and with tears in his eyes, he
said, “You
helped me to understand why You came as one of us. Thank
you my
God, for giving me the best Christmas present. You washed away my
sins and now you come inside
my heart. Here I
am with my natural family, but more importantly, I am now
with You and
Your family,
God’s family.”
If
we turn our life over to Jesus,
and practice our
Catholic faith, no
matter what circumstances or difficulties we have in our life, we
will have peace and joy knowing God loves us. And
if we seek to give, rather than to receive, we allow Him to help
us to be with
Him forever in the heaven.