Voices From the Christmas Liturgies

MASS DURING THE NIGHT

Let us rejoice in the Lord

for our Savior has been born in the world.

Today true peace has come down to us from heaven

 

Lord, help us to encounter you today, that you may fill our hearts with your precious gift of peace.

 

The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light;

those who lived in a land of deep darkness -

on them light has shone.

 

In many places and in many ways ours is that land of darkness today. Evil reports are heard daily. Let your light enlighten the path we walk O Lord, lest we too stumble and fall. Be the star that guides us.

 

O sing to the Lord a new song

sing to the Lord all the earth.

Sing to the Lord, bless his name

tell of his salvation from day to day.

 

May our voices be messengers voices, countering the babble of unbelief, so loud and deafening. Teach us what to say to a world so confused and deceived.

 

And the shepherds said to one another,

"let us go now to Bethlehem and see this thing that has taken place,

which the Lord has made known to us".

 

Lord, remove from us our timidity and hesitation to believe all that been revealed to us. Let others see the certainty of our faith and be inspired to go with us as we search more deeply into the mystery of your presence in our world.

 

THE MASS AT DAWN 

 

Today a light will shine upon us, for the Lord is born for us;

and he will be called Wondrous God,

Prince of peace,

Father of future ages:

and his reign will be without end.

 

Grant, we pray, almighty God, that, as we are bathed in the new radiance of your incarnate Word, the light of faith, which illumines our minds, may also shine through in our deeds. 

 

When the kindness and generous love
of God our saviour appeared,
not because of any righteous deeds we had done
but because of his mercy,
He saved us through the bath of rebirth
and renewal by the Holy Spirit,
whom he richly poured out on us
through Jesus Christ our saviour,
so that we might be justified by his grace
and become heirs in hope of eternal life.

 

I fear O Lord, that in my journey, I have much soiled that white garment with which I was clothed in baptism. But here, in these sacred mysteries, I pray that I be washed clean by the outpouring of your Holy Spirit.

 

The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God

for all they had heard and seen, as it had been told them.

 

 MASS DURING THE DAY

 

Long ago God spoke to our ancestors in many and various ways

by the Prophets,

but in these last days he has spoken to us by the Son,

whom he appointed heir of all things,

through whom he also created the ages.

 

Tune our ears to the sound of your voice O Lord, give us listening hearts, attentive to your every word. Speak to us now, we are listening.

 

How beautiful upon the mountain

is the voice of the messenger who announces salvation,

who says to Zion, "Your God reigns."

 

  

With the Heart of a Child

 

Some like to say that Christmas is just for children. Now before one might be inclined to dismiss this remark as merely sentimental, recall this text in chapter 18 of Matthew's gospel, At that time the disciples approached Jesus and said, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” He called a child over, placed it in their midst, and said, “Amen, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever receives one child such as this in my name receives me.

What is it therefore that is found in little children that we also must have in us? It is the innocence of humility. Often today, leaders of religion in their efforts to attract the younger generation will try to make the gospel message come across as "relevant", appealing to what is thought to be a sophisticated audience.  If the message is to be believed, it must pass the tough test of credibility; the test of science, the test of consensus, the test of popular approval. Why should people today accept the experiences and reports of simple people from centuries ago?

I have always enjoyed reading the exchanges between Job and the three friends who come to console him, or rather to straighten Job out, believing they know the ways of God and why Job is suffering as he is. Finally God's voice enters into the picture challenging the three friends. Since they know so much, God asks them to explain this; then God takes them through the many ponderous questions of that age, to which they have no answer.
  
Wanting to know, to learn, to discover is good. Children are like that, asking, waiting for answers, willing to explore. Give a child an answer and they will come back with more questions. In their innocent humility, children seem to understand that God's design is much bigger than a single answer. It's a mystery to be discovered. I have always found the image of the tunnel a good way of illustrating this point. A mystery is something you see yet not fully comprehended. You have to be humble of mind and willing to enter into the mystery to discover it fully. What better person to ask than the One who made it.

As a child, whenever I would come across an entrance like this, I could not wait to go inside. I lost that child's humble questioning at one point and with it my way. Then I was given a gospel passage, (the Nativity) with the instruction to enter into like a child and discover where it takes you. "Show me Lord, I wish to learn".

 

 

 

A Time For Listening

"Do You Hear What I Hear?" - the title of one of the Christmas song we hear played during these days, composed in 1962 by Noel Regney and Gloria Shayne. It is but one of the many favourites that lift up our spirits at Christmas with its inspirational message. But no sooner does the music end than we hear another report about the massacre of the twenty little children in Newtown, Connecticut, and with that a shadow darkens our spirits. We may want to turn quickly to something else to dwell on, perhaps to the scriptures, the real Christmas story. We take up Matthew's account of the birth of Jesus reading in chapter one to chapter two. What! There at the end of chapter two is the account of the massacre of the Holy Innocence. "A voice was heard in Ramah, sobbing and loud lamintation; Rachel weeping for her children, and she would not be consoled, since they are no more."

You realise that evil is not foreign to Christmas it is the reason why Christmas is necessary in the first place. Having failed to prevent the plan for the Incarnation to happen during the rebellion of the fallen angels, Evil must now undertake to destroy this Messenger of hope and salvation before anyone can hear His voice and be rescued from the reign of darkness and untruth.

In his rules for discernment, Saint Ignatius of Loyola describes two possible situations in which a soul might be found. The first group are those who have yet to hear and embrace the message of hope. In this case, evil will do all it can to prevent these souls from hearing the message by Drowning out His voice with every possible appeal from the secular world, deluding it into thinking truth is of its own making.

The second group are those who have heard the message and joyfully embraced it, striving to conform their lives to its wisdom and truth. Here evil must use every means of deception, striving to confuse and discredit and mislead the soul away from what has been revealed and believed, leading it back into its former isolation and darkness of mind, making it impossible for the soul to ever hear His voice again.

The Lord's voice will never be silenced and defeated, a lesson evil refuses to learn. Let us not be discouraged by the negative shouting that blares out around us. Let us continue to be attentive to His Voice of Hope. Let those with ears to hear, listen. Do you hear what I hear?

Advent Reflections

Go to the page entitled:Third Sunday of Advent for some thoughts on the Third Sunday with references to William Kurelek. I have included a video.

Here in this place

surrounded by silence

my heart is listening to His voice

speaking,

words my heart alone can hear,

I straining as one eavesdropping,

trying to listen in.

Images flash by like menacing figures

outside windows seen from within,

but unable to disturb this heart

absorbed by His voice of peace.

I shall stay a little longer

while my heart listens

then I shall ask, what did you hear?