Mass was at 5:00 PM. Although we are officially parishioners of St. Vincent de Paul in Stirling, we chose to attend the Vigil Mass at St. Joseph’s this year. We arrived shortly before 4:30 and found a pew near the front of the church, but it was filling up quickly. By 4:45 it was nearly standing room only. The church decoration was breathtakingly beautiful: the cornerstone for St. Joseph’s church building was laid in 1882, and the interior has recently undergone renovations to the sanctuary, new marble flooring, and was completely re-painted this past year. As former parishioners of St. Joseph’s we’ve attended Christmas Mass there many times, but this year the decorating was especially well done.
As I sat in our pew, waiting for Mass to begin, I tried to focus on my presence with Our Lord as we prepared to celebrate the birth of His Son here on Earth. I wondered: where the Advent season had gone; what had I done to prepare for this celebration; how does one prepare anyway? I felt unsure that I had done anything at all. Sure, I was looking forward to the time off from work, and I managed to decorate the house and shop for and purchase gifts for my family, but had I really been mindful of the true meaning of Christmas? I struggled for answers. For help, I read the first and second readings for the Vigil Mass, as well as the Gospel, and I thought perhaps I was getting clarity…
I do love Christmas Mass, as it is truly the only time of the year that I can sing all the verses of the hymns without needing to refer to the hymnal. The Mass began with O Come All Ye Faithful, and I tried harder still to focus on the celebration of The Word made flesh; I generally take Mass seriously, and try to listen intently to the message of the homily. The homilist, Very Rev. Richard Lyons, J.C.L., began by stating that as the Advent season drew to a close, perhaps many of us were wondering “where Advent had gone, and what had we been preparing for?” This guy was good. He urged us to remember that Christmas is the celebration of a specific event: the birth of Jesus. He wondered if anyone really offered a Merry Christmas anymore. While many of us are inundated with well meant wishes of Happy Holidays and Season Greetings, those sentiments generalize and diminish the celebration of Christ’s virgin birth. He further cited examples of the morphing of the secular and religious celebrations by telling of a neighbor’s front lawn decorated with an inflatable nativity, inflatable Mary, and Joseph, accompanied by inflatable Winnie the Pooh, Rudolph, and Frosty the Snowman to serve as the Magi. I thought of my own decorations, and took comfort in simply an illuminated angel and a couple of small deer. Although I understood I had fallen short in my own preparation for the celebration of Christmas, I also realized that it was not too late.
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