One challenge of preaching on these great feasts is to say more or less the same thing again but in different words. On Epiphany, I often find myself using more or less the same words year after year, because (although there certainly are other things worth saying) this is really what I want to say on Epiphany. Since I am all alone and have to celebrate three Masses back-to-back today with barely a break to rest my weary knees, I am keeping my message short, so as to have sufficient voice and energy for those parts of the Mass like the Canon, which are so infinitely more valuable than my words. However, if anyone is reading this and would like to read one or more longer versions, I recommend going to my postings on other previous Epiphanies!
Ten
years ago, I attended World Youth Day in Cologne with a group from our parish
in New York. Cologne’s great Gothic Cathedral was originally built to house the
supposed relics of the magi, who, as we just heard [Matthew 2:1-12] came from the east to do homage with
gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
Historically,
Epiphany is the oldest festival of the Christmas season, older than Christmas
itself. In the Eastern Christian Churches, Matthew’s story of the magi is read
on Christmas Day itself. Epiphany in the East is primarily a celebration of
Jesus’ baptism, the beginning of his mission as an adult. Here in the West, we
postpone the commemoration of Christ’s baptism until next Sunday, focusing
today almost exclusively on the story of the magi.
That
said, however, the fact is that we really know next to nothing - of the sorts
of things we would so much like to know - about the magi themselves. But the
Gospel does tell us what it is important for us to know about them.
First of all, it tells us that they were foreigners, Gentiles, pagans, relying
on human, natural knowledge, But, whatever varied the paths that different
people may start out on, our paths must all finally converge in Jesus, the one
and only Savior of the world, and that the interpretive key to the story of
Jesus, the Gospel tells us, is God’s revelation of himself in the history of
Israel. Thus, it was to Jerusalem, that the magi came to learn the full
significance of the star.
By
way of warning, however, the story also illustrates how easily we may miss the
point. When Herod heard the Magi, he was
greatly troubled and all Jerusalem with him – not overjoyed like the Magi, but troubled,!
What troubled them? What made such good news seem to them like bad news? The
same Christmas star that filled the magi with hope somehow seemed like an evil
portent to those who somehow sensed the threatening challenge it posed to their
power and priorities.
And
then there were the scholars whom Herod consulted. They correctly quoted the
scripture, but they didn’t get it either. It was as if they had an abundant academic
knowledge of the subject, but lacked any real knowledge. So none of them did
the obvious thing – go to Bethlehem and do Jesus homage. Only the pagan magi
did!
Talk about missing the opportunity of a
lifetime!
The
magi, on the other hand, were overjoyed,
not troubled. The magi set out as
true pilgrims – and on entering the house
they saw the child with Mary his mother … prostrated themselves and did him
homage. In the old liturgy, when these words were read or sung in the
Gospel everyone was directed to genuflect. It was the liturgy’s way of
physically bringing the point of the story home, helping us to identify
personally with the pilgrim magi.
As
for the magi, we never hear about them again. We know only that they departed for their country by another
way. Nativity scenes sometimes seem, so to speak, frozen in time. Everybody
stays stationary – at least until it’s time to put the figures all back in the
closet. But the real magi didn’t just stay put. They went back to wherever they
had lived before, but they departed for
their country by another way. They went back to whatever they had been doing
before, but they would never be the same again. And, thanks to Christ’s coming
into our world, we too must be different now from what we would otherwise have
been.
Every
January, after the holidays, we return, as we inevitably must, to our ordinary
activities – at home, at work, whatever and wherever. Like the magi, however,
our challenge is to travel through our ordinary life by another way, because something so special has happened that
makes everything different from what it would otherwise have been.
Epiphany Homily, Immaculate Conception Church, Knoxville, TN, January 3, 2016.
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