The traditional end of the Christmas season has come and gone with the Feast of the Epiphany yesterday. Upon reflecting on the season of Advent and Christmas, one of my favorite moments of this past season was the vigil Mass on Christmas Eve. We attended the 4:00 PM Mass as is our tradition and arrived at the church at about 3:00. I took my 16 month old out into the narthex before Mass to let her run around for a while (she has a difficult time sitting still for 2 minutes, much less 2 hours). As we were going back into the church to join the rest of our family, my pastor stopped me and asked if my wife and I would be willing to carry the baby Jesus statue from the church's Nativity in the opening procession. After a bit of discussion with Kari about what to do with the 5 kids as processed to the front of the church we decided to leave them in the capable hands of our 12 year old daughter. There were other families that we knew near them to keep an eye on them as well.
Kari and I headed to the back of the church where my pastor handed me baby Jesus. We stood there for a few minutes waiting for the opening processional song to begin. When the song began, I held the statue high over my head as we walked down the center of the church to the front, so that everyone could see. About half way down the aisle I was struck with the fact that I was carrying Jesus, the one we all worship. Not only was I carrying him, but I was holding him in such a way that all who were present could worship him as well. The thought gave me chills and I started to tear up as I walked down the center aisle.
Our Lord and Savior is much more than a statue. All too often we reduce Christ to a mere symbol or an ideal to strive for. While it is right and noble to strive to live up to the ideals that Christ lived out and symbolize for us, it is not enough. Christ, as a child in a manger or crucified on a cross, is not just a symbol. He is not just an ideal to strive for. Christ is living, present, and real. We cannot live up to the ideals he set for us through his birth, ministry, passion, and death until we realize this.
We are called to be Christ-like. However, we need to enter into a relationship with Christ in order to do this. Reading the bible and understanding the teachings of Christ is not enough. I can know all about a particular person in history that I admire, but in order to truly become like that person that I admire, I have to know him or her. You can read the bible cover to cover and every book about Christ that has ever been written. What you will end up with is a lot of knowledge about the person of Christ. But, it is not until you enter into a personal relationship with him through prayer and the sacraments that you can truly become Christ-like. Knowing about Christ is not the same as knowing Christ. We need to know him in order to be like him.
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What a great story! I came across your blog after seeing something posted at Fallible Blogma. Thanks for sharing!
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