As I write these words, it is the shortest day of the year, December 21, the winter solstice. The sun is just beginning to break on the horizon, although it’s almost 7 a.m. And I can’t help but think of the timeless words of the Christmas carol “O little town of Bethlehem”: “In thy dark streets shineth the everlasting Light.” It’s tempting to sentimentalize these words, but they are deeper than meets the eye.
The author of this hymn was Phillips Brooks (1835-1893), an Episcopal priest and rector of the Church of the Holy Trinity, Rittenhouse Square, a parish in our diocese, when he penned the words to the beloved carol in 1868. Brooks was visiting the Holy Land while on sabbatical, and during his visit to Bethlehem, he was inspired to author this hymn. But in the background of Brooks’ cozy words was the Civil War. Brooks had been a forceful champion of abolition. Indeed, Brooks had struggled with the evils of slavery since his days as a seminarian at Virginia Theological Seminary (my alma mater as well). When Brooks was a student, slaves would have lived on campus. The words of “O little town of Bethlehem” are not simply a product of Romanticism. Consider these words in verse three: “No ear may hear His coming, but in this world of sin, where meek souls will receive Him still, the dear Christ enters in.”
The fourth verse captures something of the hope that Brooks saw in Christmas: “Where children pure and happy pray to the blessed Child, where misery cries out to Thee, Son of the mother mild [“undefiled” in the original!]; where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door, the dark night wakes, the glory breaks, and Christmas comes once more.” It’s those final words of verse four that epitomize the gift of Christmas. “The dark night wakes, the glory breaks.” Each year Christmas comes to remind us that this feast is more than sentimental Christmas pageants. While “no ear may hear his coming,” salvation does come to us, quietly, intimately, yet powerfully, in a small baby. Daily, the risen Christ comes to us, and “the dark night wakes” and “the glory breaks.”
Undoubtedly, we are living in a dark time with echoes of Brooks’ own day. This is the story of human history. But thankfully, “Christmas comes once more.” Amid the gift wrapping, the anxiety of families, the season of flu and COVID, the outbreak of yet another war, and the political instability, “Christmas comes once more.” It comes to remind us that our truest identity is found in a Savior born as a baby to refugee parents in a manger under the threat of a ruthless empire. And no matter how many empires have wreaked their havoc in human history, “Christmas comes again once more.”
Despite the bedecked streets and stores and Christmas muzak, Christmas will begin on the eve of December 25. And at Good Shepherd, it will last for twelve days. Perhaps the light of Christmas can break into your darkness, whatever that may be, by settling into these twelve days. The day after Christmas, we celebrate the first martyr, St. Stephen, reminding us that although the light shines, darkness is always around. But the light is greater. I encourage you to attend Masses on the three Major Holy Days after Christmas (see our schedule). Leave your tree up through Epiphany, and do join us for Procession & Mass on the Eve of the Epiphany, January 5, at 7 p.m., as we celebrate the close of Christmas.
Amid all the uncertainty that our world brings, I pray that this Christmas will be light in the darkness for you. Thank you to all who are helping with decorating and liturgies for Christmas at Good Shepherd. And I’m especially grateful for our wonderful staff, who are working so hard during this time of year. May the blessing of the Christ Child be with you and your family, whether you are currently in light or in darkness. However you may feel, wherever you may be, know that unfailingly, “The dark night wakes, the glory breaks, and Christmas comes once more.” Thanks be to God.
O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin, and enter in, be born in us today.
We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell;
Oh, come to us, abide with us, our Lord Emmanuel!
Yours in Christ,
Father Kyle