As we wait for God to become incarnate, we look to the whole body of Christ, past and present, for models of embodied faith. On December 6, the Christian church remembers Saint Nicholas, who was the Bishop of Myra in the province of Lycia during the fourth century.
Nicholas is most well known in the West as the beloved patron saint of children and gift-giving. His connection to the American character of Santa Claus is faint, but it can be traced. According to tradition, Nicholas' parents died when he was young, leaving him a large sum of money. With his inheritance, Nicholas practiced charity, helping those in need.
One legend in particular illustrates his generosity: a family in his community was desperate; the father had lost all of his money and had been unable to find husbands for his three daughters. The daughters were in danger of being given over to prostitution or another form of degradation when, one night, Nicholas appeared at their home. He tossed three bags of gold into the open window (or down the chimney, in some versions) - thereby saving them from a terrible fate. This tale is probably the source of his eventual connection to the tradition of gift-giving at Christmas.
The custom of giving gifts on Saint Nicholas' feast day probably orginated in Europe among Protestants. The Reformation had led many Protestants to all but abandon the remembrance of the saints. But Saint Nicholas remained a popular figure, especially among the children, who received gifts in his name on December 6. The custom spread with immigration to North America when Dutch Children told their English-speaking friends about "Sinter Klaas," the bishop in red vestments who brought them surprises on his feast day. "Sinter Klaas" is older Dutch for Saint Nicholas. The American mispronunciation - Santa Claus - eventually took on a life of its own. This jolly Saint Nick also delivered gifts through the chimney, but on Christmas rather than the saint's day. He wore a red suit rather than liturgical vestments, though he still vaguely resembled the old depictions of Nicholas, which showed him with bald head and full beard.
Aside from the obvious disparities between Saint Nicholas and the secular Santa Claus, perhaps the most poignant difference between them can be seen in the nature of the gifts they give. While Santa Claus has his bundle of toys, the gift that Saint Nicholas gave is nothing short of freedom from poverty and desperation. The life of Saint Nicholas is an example of faith made flesh in actions of true charity. (Taken from God With Us, Rediscovering the Meaning of Christmas. Paraclete Press, 2007)
What might you do differently this Christmas season to help someone in need?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Home is Where Your Story Begins
This phrase hangs above my desk in my office at my home. Below it are pictures of our family. My grandfathers and grandmothers share space with Karla's. Karla's parents next to mine. In the center are pictures of us and our children, snapshots of real moments captured in one flash of a shutter. Looking at them, I am reminded of past, present and future...of where I am going and where I come from.
Much more than the places we were born, it is the people who brought us into the world that are our home. As I prepare to spend time with these people over Thanksgiving... as I prepare to go home... I am filled with an appreciation for the road I have travelled thus far in my life and the adventure of the days ahead of me. Where your feet take you, that's where you are. And, in spite of geographical distance, I want the people I love to know that, wherever I may be, wherever my feet may take me, I am always home because they are always with me.
Much more than the places we were born, it is the people who brought us into the world that are our home. As I prepare to spend time with these people over Thanksgiving... as I prepare to go home... I am filled with an appreciation for the road I have travelled thus far in my life and the adventure of the days ahead of me. Where your feet take you, that's where you are. And, in spite of geographical distance, I want the people I love to know that, wherever I may be, wherever my feet may take me, I am always home because they are always with me.
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