Every year, we celebrate the incarnation and birth of our Lord that is Christmas. We also go a step further: we believe in Christ’s words that he will return in the glory of his Father at the end of time. Therefore, we find ourselves somewhere in between these two great events: a historical moment of the past in one, and an unfulfilled one of the future in another. But ought we really stop at these two?
As mysterious and mind-boggling is the incarnation of God into this material universe, even more mysterious is his gift of self to the Church in his body, blood, soul, and divinity. That he came is one thing, but that he entrusted us with the gift of self in the form of the Eucharist, is something so awesome and incredible that we can only stand back and marvel at. That he would give himself daily for us, and he trusts us so completely that he leaves himself in our often less-than-capable hands? He must love us a lot to entrust himself to the Church so completely and unreservedly.
It is the sacredness and importance of this encounter with the Eucharistic Christ that Advent and Christmas remind us of. Advent is a liturgical season in which we joyfully await Christ’s coming. I hope that we are not so blind as to not recognize his real and palpable coming to us in the Eucharist. It is the same Christ that was in Mary’s womb for nine months; it is the same Christ that was born in a poor and filthy cave or farmhouse in Bethlehem. When we fall on our faces before him today, we are also falling before the newly born Christ in Bethlehem: “Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever” (Heb 13:8).
A Merry Christmas to you all!