Dom Prosper Gueranger:
This is the only day within the
Christmas Octave which is not a saint’s feast. During the Octaves of the Epiphany, Easter and Pentecost the
Church is so absorbed in the respective mysteries that she puts off
everything that could share her attention, whereas during this of
Christmas, there is only one day which does not celebrate the memory
of some glorious Saint and our Infant Jesus is surrounded by a choir
of heroes who loved and served Him. Thus, the Church, or, more
correctly, God — for God is the first author of the Cycle of the
Year — shows us how the Incarnate Word, who came to save mankind,
desires to give mankind confidence by this His adorable familiarity.
We have already shown that the
birth of our Lord took place on a Sunday, the day on which, in the
beginning of the world, God created Light. We will find, later on,
that His Resurrection also was on a Sunday. This, the first day of
creation and the first of the week, was consecrated, by the old
pagans to the Sun: with us Christians, it is most sacred and holy on
account of the two risings of our divine Sun of Justice — His Birth
and His Resurrection. While the solemnity of Easter is always kept on
a Sunday, that of Christmas falls, by turns, on each of the days of
the week — we have already had this difference explained to us by
the Holy Fathers — but the mystery of Jesus’
birth is more aptly and strongly expressed when its anniversary falls
on a Sunday. Other years, when the coincidence does not happen, the
Faithful will at least be led by their Christian instincts to give
special honour to the day within the Octave which falls on the
Sunday.
Epistle – Galatians iv. 1‒7
Brethren, now I say, as long as
the heir is a child, he differs nothing from a servant, though he be
lord of all; but is under tutors and governors until the time
appointed by the father: So we also, when we were children, were
serving under the elements of the world. But when the fullness of the
time was come, God sent His Son, made of a woman, made under the law:
that He might redeem them who were under the law: that we might
receive the adoption of sons. And because you are sons, God has sent
the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying: “Abba, Father”
Therefore now he is not a servant, but a son. And if a son, an heir
also through God.
Thanks be to God.
Dom
Prosper Guéranger:
The child that is born of Mary
and is couched in the crib at Bethlehem, raises His feeble voice to
the Eternal Father and calls Him, My Father! He turns towards us and
calls us, My Brethren! We, consequently, when we speak to His Father,
may call Him, Our Father! This is the mystery of adoption revealed to
us by the great event we are solemnising. All things are changed,
both in Heaven and on Earth: God has not only one Son, He has many
Sons. Henceforth, we stand before this our God, not merely creatures
drawn out of nothing by His power, but children that He fondly loves.
Heaven is now, not only the throne of His sovereign Majesty, it is
become our inheritance in which we are joint-heirs with our brother
Jesus, the Son of Mary, Son of Eve, Son of Adam, according to His
Human Nature and (in the unity of Person) Son of God according to His
Divine Nature. Let us turn our wondering and loving thoughts first to
this sweet babe that has brought us all these blessings, and then to
the blessings themselves, to the dear inheritance made ours by Him.
Let our mind be seized with astonishment at creatures having such a
destiny! And then, let our heart pour out its thanks for the
incomprehensible gift!
Gospel – Luke ii. 33‒40
At that time, Joseph and Mary,
the mother of Jesus, were wondering at those things which were spoken
concerning Him. And Simeon blessed them, and said to Mary His mother:
“Behold, this child is set for the fall, and for the resurrection
of many in Israel, and for a sign which will be contradicted; and
your own soul a sword will pierce, that out of many hearts thoughts
may be revealed.” And there
was one Anna, a prophetess, the daughter of Phanuel, of the tribe of
Aser; she was far advanced in years, and had lived with her husband
seven years from her virginity. And she was a widow until fourscore
and four years; who departed not from the temple, by fastings and
prayers serving night and day. Now she, at the same hour, coming in,
confessed to the Lord; and spoke of Him to all that looked for the
redemption of Israel. And after they had performed all things
according to the law of the Lord, they returned into Galilee, to
their city Nazareth. And the child grew, and waxed strong, full of
wisdom; and the grace of God was in Him.
Praise be to you, O Christ.
Dom
Prosper Guéranger:
The passage of the Gospel
selected for this Mass, though bearing on the Divine Infancy, yet
gives us, and we may almost say prematurely, the terrible prophecy of
Simeon regarding the dear babe of Bethlehem. The heart of Mary, that
was overflowing with joy at the miraculous birth of her child, is
here made to feel the sword spoken of by the venerable Priest of the
temple. Her Son, then, is to be but a sign that will he contradicted!
The mystery of man’s
being adopted by God is to cost this child of hers His life! We that
are the Redeemed in His Blood, we may not yet dwell on the fatigues
and the Passion and the Death of our Emmanuel. The time will come for
that. At present we are forbidden to think of Him other than the
sweet child that is born to us, and the source of all our happiness,
by His having come among us. Let us catch up the words of Anna, who
calls Him the Redemption of Israel. Let our eye delight in the sight
of the Earth regenerated by the birth of its Saviour. Let us admire
and study well this Jesus newly born among us, and adore, in humble
love, the wisdom and grace that are in Him.
* * * * *
On this the sixth
day since the birth of our Emmanuel, let us consider how the Divine
Infant lies in the crib of a stable, and is warmed by the breath of
the ox and the ass, as Isaias had foretold: “The ox knows his
owner, and the ass his master’s
crib; but Israel has not known me” (Isaias i. 3). Thus does the
great God enter that world which His own hands have created! The
dwellings of men are refused Him, for man has a hard heart for His
God, and an indifference which is a real contempt. The only shelter
He can find to be born in is a stable, and that necessitates His
coming into the world in the company of poor dumb brutes.
At all events,
these animals are His own. Work. When He created the irrational world
of living things, He subjected it, as the inferior part of creation,
to Man. And Man was to ennoble it by referring it to the Creator.
When Adam sinned, this subjection, this harmony, was broken. The
Apostle teaches us that the brute creation is not insensible to the
degradation thus forced upon it by sinful man (Romans viii. 19, 20).
It obeys him with reluctance. It not infrequently rebels against and
deservedly punishes him. And on the day of judgement, it will take
the side of its Creator and avenge itself of that wickedness of which
man has made it the unwilling instrument (Wisdom v. 21). In the
mystery of his birth the Son of God visits this part of His creation.
Men refused to receive Him, and He accepts the hospitality of the
dwelling of brutes. It is from their dwelling that He begins the
divine career of the Three-and-Thirty years. The first human beings
He invites into the company of His blessed Mother and His dear Saint
Joseph, the first He admits into the stable to see and adore Himself,
are shepherds who were busy watching their flocks, and whose simple
hearts have not been corrupted by the atmosphere of cities.
The Ox — which,
as we learn from Ezechiel (Ezechiel i. 10) and Saint John (Apocalypse
iv. 7) is one of the symbolic creatures standing round God’s
throne — is the figure of the sacrifices of the Old Law. The blood
of oxen has flowed in torrents upon the altar of the Temple: it was
the imperfect and material offering prescribed to be made to God
until He should send the True Victim. The Infant Jesus who lies in
the crib is that Victim, and Saint Paul tells us what He says to His
Eternal Father: “Sacrifices, and Oblations, and Holocausts for sin,
you would not have, neither are they pleasing to you. Behold! I come!
(Hebrews x. 8, 9).
The Prophet Zachary
(Zacharias ix, 9, quoted by Matthew xxi. 5) foretelling the peaceful
triumph of the Meek King, says that He will make His entry into Sion
riding upon an Ass. We will assist, further on in the year, at the
accomplishment of this prophecy. Now that we are at Bethlehem in our
Christmas mystery, let us observe how the heavenly Father places His
Divine Son between the instrument of His peaceful triumph and the
symbol of His Sacrifice on Calvary.
Ah dear Jesus!
Creator of Heaven and Earth — how strange is this your entrance
into your own world! The whole universe should have given you a
welcome of love and adoration — and yet, what motionless
indifference! Not one house to take you in! Men buried in sleep! And
when Mary had placed you in the crib, your first sight was that of
two poor animals, the slaves of him who proudly rejected you! Yet
this sight did not displease you — for you do not despise the work
of your hands. What afflicts your loving Heart is the presence of
sin in our souls, the sight of that enemy of yours which has so often
caused you to suffer. Oh hateful sin! We renounce it, and wish, dear
Jesus, to acknowledge you for our Lord and Master, as did the Ox and
the Ass. We will unite in that hymn of praise which creation is ever
sending up to you by henceforth adding to it the homage of our
adoration and gratitude. Nay, we will lend speech to nature, and give
it soul, and sanctify it, by referring all creatures to your service.