Joy and Sorrow

Nativity of the Lord: At the Vigil Mass
    This is certainly a unique Christmas Mass.  On the one hand tonight is a time of great rejoicing as we celebrate the birth of our God and Redeemer in the flesh.  On the other hand, this will be the last Christmas this church building will experience as a Catholic church.  For decades, families have gathered on the evening of 24 December to begin their celebration of Christmas by worshiping God.  Bittersweet does not begin to describe what so many of you, and I, are feeling tonight.  I’m not sure there is a word that can quite communicate all the emotions of this final St. Pius X Christmas Mass.

    But while we may vividly understand the prophet Isaiah talking about Israel seeming forsaken, or the land desolate, notice that those terms do not define Israel.  Instead, Isaiah prophecies that Israel shall be called “‘My Delight’” and the land “‘Espoused.’  For the Lord delights in you and makes your land his spouse.”  And, as the Psalmist says, forever God will maintain his kindness toward David and his descendants, and his covenant stands firm.  God has not abandoned us, nor can His covenant with us ever fade away.
    Indeed, even the Nativity itself had a tinge of struggle and sorrow.  What mother would want to give birth to her child, especially a child she knew to be the Son of God, in a cave?  Mary and Joseph were forced to go to Bethlehem to register for the Roman census.  A census was against what God had commanded, and it was being done by a foreign, occupying army.  Forty days after Christmas, when Mary and Joseph presented the Christ child in the temple, Simeon would tell Mary that her heart would be pierced.  And by the time Jesus was two, King Herod would try to kill Him, and kill many other baby boys, as a way to try to get rid of this newborn king. 
    And we also know that God’s ultimate plan, a plan that Jesus fully accepted in His human will, was to die on the cross so that sin and death would be defeated.  So while the Incarnation brought such great joy, it also made possible the worst offense to God that we could have ever committed: killing Him. 
    Still, even with being born in a cave; even with the sorrow that Mary would experience; even with the slaughter of the Holy Innocents; even with the rejection of His own people; even with the crucifixion; God did not abandon us, and brought joy to take the place of all that sorrow because He rose from the dead and defeated sin and death so that we could go to heaven and be perfectly happy with Him for eternity.  No matter how bad things got, God always brought joy and new life. 
    And He does that today.  God gives us the joy as celebrating, one last time, as a parish family, along with the yearly visitors we get for this solemn evening.  He is today, as much as He was some two thousand years ago, Emmanuel, God with us, who will not abandon us.  God will help us to continue to practice our faith in the coming months, just as He helped us practice our faith in this parish for almost seventy years.  God will bring joy and new life out of sorrow and death every time, as long as we remain close to Him and stay faithful to Him. 
    That joy and new life most often come in unexpected times and places.  Remember that no one cared about Mary when she conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit.  She wasn’t a powerful earthly queen; she wasn’t a well-known personality or religious figure.  She was a humble young woman, dedicated to doing God’s will.  Bethlehem, as the prophet Micah says, was the “least among the clans of Judah.”  The Roman province of Judea was not a metropolitan center of activity, but a backwater part of the Empire.  And while Mary and Joseph were both of the house of David, their kingly family had long since lost any political power or prestige.  But from these small, unnoticed, unspectacular circumstances, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, the Lion of the Tribe of Judah would be born and would begin to do what no one else could do: save the human race. 
    And so God will do with us, if we cooperate with His will.  He will raise up the humble, strengthen the weak, and continue His salvation through those who continue to cooperate with Jesus.  He doesn’t need prosperity or clout; all He needs is our willingness to follow His plan. 
    I will end tonight with the words that Pope St. Leo the Great.  Pope St. Leo the Great was supreme pontiff from 440 until 461, a time of great decline in the Roman Empire.  Barbarians were sacking and taking control of lands that had one been ruled by Rome.  False teachings persisted.  Disease and death were everywhere.  His time, like our own, was not easy.  And yet, for the celebration of Christmas, he writes:
 

Dearly beloved, today our Savior is born; let us rejoice.  Sadness should have no place on the birthday of life.  The fear of death has been swallowed up; life brings us joy with the promise of eternal happiness.  No one is shut out from this joy; all share the same reason for rejoicing.  Our Lord, victor over sin and death, finding no man free from sin, came to free us all.  […] When the angels on high are so exultant at this marvelous work of God’s goodness, what joy should it not bring to the lowly hearts of men?

Despite any darkness that comes our way, Jesus, the Light of the World, dispels it all and enlightens us so that we can live in the joy of His radiance.  We are the delight of the Lord, and His spouse.  As long as we stay with Him, no sadness can ruin the joy that belongs to us as sons and daughters in the Son of God, who tomorrow was born for us, Christ the Lord.

The Best Names

Solemnity of the Nativity of the Lord–Vigil Mass

Hopefully we all know that it is not kind to call people mean things.  We each have our own, beautiful names, which were chosen by our parents, and by which the Church has called all of us when we were baptized, when we were confirmed; when we were married or ordained.  And the Church will even call our name when we die.  Our names are important parts of who we are; in some ways they express who we are.  It is not kind to call people mean things instead of their name, things like: booger, stupid, stinky, or even Hey You.  

In our first reading, God talks about the name he will call Israel.  It will no longer be mean things, like “Forsaken,” or “Desolate.”  Those are mean things, things which mean there is no life, no people, and that no one loves them.  Instead, God says, Israel “shall be called ‘My Delight,’ and [its] land ‘Espoused.’”  God says that He will refer to Israel like a husband refers to his wife.  Today we might heard, “My love,” “Dear,” “Honey,” or some other sweet, kind names.

When a person call us a mean thing, it hurts us.  If it’s really mean, we might even cry.  When someone says something mean to us it makes us think that we’re not good, that the other person doesn’t like us, and that we’re alone.  But, when someone calls us by our name, or even by a kind thing, we feel great, we feel like others want us around, and we feel like we’re loved.

This evening we are in vigil.  That’s a fancy way of saying that we’re waiting.  When we began Mass at 4, it wasn’t even dark out!  It’s so early to be celebrating Christmas!  But we come to Mass because we are waiting, not for someone to come down a chimney, but to celebrate the birth of Jesus.  We are waiting and watching, trying to imagine what it was like for the Jews to wait for their Messiah to come to them, which happened when Jesus was born.  We wait, and the waiting gives us a kind of excitement, because we really want our waiting to be over, and for Christmas to be here!

But we should also be excited because of the name of the Person who is born at Christmas.  He kind of has two names.  The first name we hear a lot, hopefully when we’re praying and coming to Mass, not when someone is mad: that name is Jesus.  Jesus’ Name has a special meaning.  It means, “God saves.”  That’s a good name, because we know that we don’t always do what we’re supposed to; we don’t always make good choices.  Jesus, who is God, saves us from sin and death.  And that’s a beautiful name which gives us hope and love and should make us feel good.  And that’s the name that St. Joseph and the Blessed Virgin Mary gave to the little child that was born on Christmas.

But the angel also told Joseph about a second name for Jesus, a name that we don’t hear as often.  And that name is Emmanuel, which means God is with us.  That’s a beautiful name, too, because that name reminds us that we are never alone, and we always have someone who loves us.  That someone is God.  He loves us so much that He never wants to be separated from us.  He wants to be with us so much, that He sends His Only Begotten Son, Jesus, who lives just like us, but who never sins.  

We each have our own beautiful name by which we are known.  Maybe it’s Anthony, like me, or maybe Joseph, like the patron saint of this church building, or maybe it’s a different beautiful name.  But as we keep vigil, as we wait and watch for Jesus, we remember that God gave us someone with the most beautiful names ever, because they remind us how much God loves us and wants us to be with Him always.  That someone is Jesus, Emmanuel, who saves us and who is with us always.  And those are the best names of all.

How Blest We Are!!

Fourth Sunday of Advent

            When I was young (maybe younger is the better word here), I know that I did not understand how blessed I was.  I grew up in a middle class home with a loving family.  We never wanted for anything that we needed.  And yet, as I saw my friends in middle school and high school, all I could focus on was what I didn’t have, which made me blind to what I did have.  We never had video games.  The best we got was Oregon Trail (the old one, mind you) and Sim City.  My dad didn’t like to buy fruit snacks, both because they were not very healthy (that was probably more of my mom’s influence), and because they were expensive (that was certainly my dad’s doing).  We never went on a Spring Break trip to tropical locales like many of my friends did.  In fact, my first Spring Break trip was from St. Paul to Chicago as a freshman in college (not quite the exotic vacation you dream of in cold weather).  But, as I grew older, I have come to realize how blessed I truly was.

            As Catholics we can sometimes forget how blessed we with our faith.  When we grow up in a Catholic culture in our homes, it can be easy to take for granted the great gift we have in the opportunities to grow in our knowledge and love of Jesus.  It can be easy to forget that for two millennia or so, God’s chosen People were waiting for someone to undo the ancient curse that our first parents, Adam and Eve, brought upon the entire human race through original sin.

            God had promised to send a redeemer, but there was a lot of waiting involved.  Right after the Fall, God promised one who would strike at the head of the serpent.  Moses promised a great prophet, to whom the Jews must listen.  Our first reading, which is quoted by St. Matthew in our Gospel passage, gives us one of the Messianic promises of Isaiah, that “the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall name him Emmanuel,” which means God-with-us.  St. Paul reminds the Romans and us in the second reading, that the Good News that God has saved His people from their sins was “promised previously through his prophets in the holy Scriptures.”  Even our preface, the prayer I chant before the Holy, Holy, Holy reminds us of this fact, as it says, “For all the oracles of the prophets foretold him.” 

And at the time of Jesus, there was great longing for the Messiah: partly because the Jews wanted to be freed from their Roman oppressors, but also because it had been hundreds of years since the last prophet.  Can you imagine the anticipation of the Blessed Mother, knowing that the unseen child in her womb was truly the Son of God?  Every mother is excited to see her baby for the first time at its birth, but Mary’s excitement must have been even greater since this baby was not just her baby, but was also God-with-us.  Or think of John the Baptist.  In the womb he leapt for joy in the presence of Jesus at the Visitation of the Blessed Mother to her cousin Elizabeth.  But imagine his waiting, too, at the Jordan River, knowing that his whole mission was to point out the Messiah.  Our preface takes up their excitement, too, as it says, “the Virgin Mother longed for him with love beyond all telling, John the Baptist sang of his coming and proclaimed him when he came.”  Jesus Himself will say to his disciples: “Blessed are your eyes for what they see.  For many kings and prophets longed to see what you see and did not see it, and to hear what you hear and did not hear it.”  And again He says, “Abraham longed to see my day.” 

And we get to see and receive that Jesus.  We have been blessed in receiving that gift of faith in Jesus, knowing that He is the long-awaited Messiah!  We don’t have to wonder if God will ever make good on the promises He made from Adam and Eve, to Moses, and to the prophets.  We know that God has fulfilled His word in the Word-made-flesh, Jesus.  Do we realize how blessed we are?  Do we think about this in these last three days before Christmas?  Or are our hearts focused on what we don’t have: on the gifts we hope to get, the material things that we cannot afford?  Yes, we have been waiting for almost two millennia for Jesus to return as He promised, but we don’t have to wonder if there ever will be a Messiah or not.  God has given us the Messiah, and since those first apostles, we have passed on that the God who created heaven and earth and all that is in them deigned, lowered Himself, to be seen, heard, and touched.  As the preface will say again, “already we rejoice at the mystery of the Nativity.”  We wait to celebrate what has already happened and so we can be joyful.

We can also be joyful because the same Jesus comes to us in this Mass, as He does at every Mass, in His Word spoken to us through the Scriptures; and in the Eucharist, the Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of the same Jesus who was conceived by the Holy Spirit in the womb of the Blessed Mother, and who first showed us the Face of God as He was born in Bethlehem.  How blest are our eyes that see God and our ears that hear His Word!  In these last days of Advent, don’t get caught up in the rush to finish all the preparations, but take time in prayer to thank God for the many blessings that we have in our faith, especially for the gift of Jesus, the prophesied and long-awaited Messiah who makes Himself present for us each day, and especially each time we get to come to Mass.

God Sees His Son

Nativity of the Lord, Mass during the Day

            Have you ever noticed how everyone seems to soften in the presence of a baby?  It makes sense that mothers are very soft and tender in the presence of a child because of their motherly instincts.  But it even happens with the gruffest, toughest men.  In the presence of a baby even the sternest face can be softened by a smile, and the epitome of a man’s man starts talking gibberish, trying to communicate with the child and get it to smile back.

            Today we rejoice in the fact that, in the fullness of time, right when God wanted it, when all the conditions were as God knew in His Divine Wisdom they needed to be, the invisible God who could not be seen, the Word through whom all things were made, and without whom nothing came to be, became visible in the flesh.  God was made known to the world as a baby.  While we have grown used to this fact over 2,000 years of Christian activity, this was unthinkable, truly awesome, and even somewhat scandalous to Jews and Gentiles alike.

            In the past, as we heard in the second reading, “God spoke in partial and various ways to our ancestors through the prophets.”  From the very beginning, when God created Adam and Eve in His own likeness and walked among them in the Garden of Eden, God had wanted to be close to the crown of His creation.  He wanted to be with us in all things.  And even when, through Adam, sin entered the world, He continued to reveal Himself partially to the Chosen People: to Abram, telling him to leave Ur of Chaldea and go to the land of Canaan, where he would become Abraham, the father of many nations, and in the form of three visitors to announce the conception of Isaac, the son of the promise; to Moses in the Burning Bush and on Mount Sinai; to all the Chosen People in the form of a pillar of cloud and fire, leading them through the desert; through the prophets, those chosen by God to speak for Him to a people who constantly preferred to wander away from God, rather than be close, especially Isaiah, Jeremiah, Elijah, Ezekiel, and others. 

But this was always a partial revelation of God.  In Bethlehem, when Jesus was born, we had the chance to see that God had fulfilled the prophecies that a Virgin would bear a Son and would name Him Emmanuel, God-with-us.  In the Nativity of Jesus according to the flesh a marvelous exchange took place, what the Church Fathers called admirabile commercium.  In this great exchange, God took our sinful nature to Himself, though He was free from sin, and united it fully to His divinity, so that we could live forever in heaven united to the Son.  In the words of St. Athanasius: God became man so that man could become God.

This is what St. John is speaking of when, in the Gospel passage we heard today, he writes, “But to those who did accept him he gave power to become children of God, to those who believe in his name, who were born not by natural generation nor by human choice nor by a man’s decision by of God.”  In Baptism we were made members of the Mystical Body of Christ, and our nature was joined to Christ, just as Christ joined His nature to ours at the Annunciation, which we celebrated 9 months ago. 

The Gospel, the Good News that this truly is should astound us!  Because if we have been baptized and united to the Mystical Body of Christ, then when God looks down on us, he no longer sees a child born of natural generation, but His only-begotten, beloved Son, just as when Mary and Joseph looked down at the Christ child, they did not just see a baby, but the eternal God in flesh.  In baptism, where we are born again by water and the Spirit, we become a son or a daughter in Christ the Son. 

This participation in the Sonship of Christ is no small thing!  “To which of the angels did God ever say: You are my son; this day I have begotten you?  Or again: I will be a father to him, and he shall be a son to me?”  Because Jesus joined our nature to His, humbling Himself to take on all that it means to be human: hunger, thirst, pain, temptation, we have a higher dignity than the angels of God.  You are a higher creation than an angel, because Christ was not an angel, nor did He become one of them.  He chose to join our nature to His, and so we join in the dignity of Christ who is “as far superior to the angels as the name he has inherited is more excellent than theirs.”

Do not cheapen, then, the great gift you have been given this Christmas, the gift of knowing that we can be united to Christ.  Do not count as worthless the great gift of being a part of His Body, the Church, with all the great gifts and duties that come along with membership in the People God has claimed for His own.  As Pope St. Leo the Great wrote in his Christmas sermon:

Acknowledge, O Christian, the dignity that is yours!  Being made a partaker in the divine nature, do not by an unworthy manner of living fall back into your former abjectness of life.  Be mindful of Whose Head, and of Whose Body, you are a member.  Remember, that wrested from the powers of darkness, you are now translated into the Light and the Kingdom of God.  By the sacrament of baptism you have become the temple of the Holy Spirit.  Do not, by evil deeds, drive out from you such a One dwelling with you, and submit yourself again to the bondage of the devil.  Because your price was the Blood of Christ; because in strictness He shall judge you Who in mercy has redeemed you, Who with the Father and the Holy Spirit, lives and reigns, world without end.  Amen.