Carrying gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh
Matthew 2:1-12
When Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, in
the days of King Herod, behold, magi
from the east arrived in Jerusalem, saying, "Where is the newborn king of
the Jews? We saw his star at its rising and have come to do him homage."
And behold, the star that they had seen at its rising preceded them, until it came and stopped over the place
where the child was. They were overjoyed at seeing the star, and on entering
the house they saw the child with Mary his mother. They prostrated themselves
and did him homage. Then they opened their treasures and offered him gifts of
gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And having been warned in a dream not to return
to Herod, they departed for their country by another way.
I’ll never
forget the homily that Bishop Andrew McDonald preached on the day of my
ordination. May 25, 1996 was a warm, summer day in Little Rock, Arkansas, where
a few hundred people gathered for the ordination Mass at St. Andrew’s
Cathedral. I think I might have been a little nervous, but I don’t really
remember, because I was scared to death! Most of the ceremony was a blur and I
felt like I was walking through a dream; I wasn’t sure it was really happening.
At one point the candidate for Holy Orders completely prostrates himself on the
cold, marble Cathedral floor, with his face flat on the floor, his arms spread
eagle, and his whole bodying forming a huge human cross. It is a moment of
complete oblation: a man offers himself entirely to the service of God and of
his people. You should try to attend an ordination Mass at least once in your
life: God’s grace is so palpable and present in the newly ordained priest, you
can almost touch it when you shake his hand. Indeed, it is through that man’s
priestly ministry that God will reach out and touch you.
In his
homily that morning, Bishop McDonald compared my parents to the three wise men
who came from the East to honor the Baby Jesus. My parents had likewise come
from the East, from the far-away land of India. Furthermore, the wise men bore
gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh, and so too did my parents bring the
three gifts of their three children. After Mass, my brother, sister and I had a
lively debate about which one was which gift, but I was clearly the gold (and
my brother was the myrrh). Bishop McDonald went on to elaborate how in the
years to come my priestly ministry would bless the people of Arkansas through
baptisms and weddings and Masses and confessions and funerals. I hope and pray
God has blessed others throughout my twenty years as a priest.
But, you
know, I am also keenly aware of my faults and short-comings; that in many
instances I was NOT a blessing to others but rather a scandal that made some
doubt God’s goodness and mercy. A week after my ordination, I attended the
ordination of a classmate in Lafayette, Louisiana. A long line of priests,
young and old, stood in line stretching outside the Cathedral doors waiting for
the ordination to begin. An older priest standing in front of me suddenly
turned around and said to me, “One day you will realize all the mistakes you’ve
made as a priest, and you will go to the Tabernacle, open the door, put your
head inside, and weep for your sins.” At that time, I thought, “What have you
been doing??” and I was so sure I would avoid such mistakes myself. Now,
however, every time I pass in front of the tabernacle and genuflect, I recall
his wise words, and I remember my haughty arrogance that morning. I haven’t put
my head inside the Tabernacle yet, but I’ve come close. Gold, frankincense,
myrrh: which one was I, really?
The three
gifts the Wise Men bring on the Feast of Epiphany are highly symbolic, each
representing a unique aspect of Jesus’ Messianic ministry. First, the gold
means that he is the King of kings, and he wields the royal authority and power
of King David, who was “a king after God’s own heart” (Acts 13:22). Second, the
frankincense signifies Jesus’ priestly identity, and points to the presence of
the Holy. Only Jesus is THE Holy One of God, and by his priesthood, he makes us
holy. That’s why we incense the priest at Mass, but the people also stand and
are “incensed.” Jesus’ holiness makes us holy, a “priestly people.” St. Peter
wrote in his first letter: “You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy
nation, a people of his own” (1 Peter 2:9). And third, the myrrh was to be
saved for Jesus’ saving death and burial. The myrrh means sadness, suffering,
loss, pain and grief, which would also mark the life of the Messiah. Gold,
frankincense and myrrh denote the deepest identity of Jesus as a king, a priest
and as the suffering servant.
My friends,
may I suggest to you that not only do these gifts mark my life, and that of
Jesus, but also yours and also the life of everyone you will ever meet? Each
person who is born on this earth will possess these three great qualities
symbolized by gold, frankincense and myrrh. What do I mean?
First of
all, every person is “gold,” meaning they are endowed with infinite worth and
glory. Genesis 1:27 states that “God created Adam and Eve in his image and
likeness,” they are God-like. Sometimes we tarnish the gold in others when we
only see them as “illegal aliens,” or when we learn they have “same sex
attraction,” or if they suffer from mental illness, or simply by the color of
their skin. A couple of weeks ago I saw the movie, “Free State of Jones,” set
in the South during the Civil War. Matthew McConaughey plays a captain who
deserts the Southern Army and fights to free the slaves. At one point he asks a
freed slave, “Moses, what are you?” Moses replies, “I’m a free man, Captain.”
But he asks further, “Why’s that?” And Moses answers, “Because you cannot own a
child of God.” Being a child of God means you are more precious than all the
gold in the world.
Second of
all, every person has a priestly character or soul, symbolized by incense. By
that I mean anyone can preach the Word of God, not only the ordained clergy. In
his first official teaching document, “The Joy of the Gospel,” Pope Francis
insisted: “Today, as the Church seeks to experience a profound missionary
renewal, there is a kind of preaching that falls to each of us as a daily
responsibility…Being a disciple means being constantly ready to bring the love
of Jesus to others, and this can happen unexpectedly and in any place: on the
street, in a city square, during work, on a journey “(Evangelii gaudium, 127).
Last week here at Immaculate Conception School, two sixth grade girls preached
the gospel to each other. Hailey Hadley had forgotten her gym shoes, which
carries a punishment of losing 40 Buff bucks. Her friend, Kaitlyn Seiter, said,
“You can wear my shoes, I don’t mind,” and paid the 40 Buff bucks. Later Hailey
paid Kaitlyn back 60 Buff bucks as a gesture of gratitude and respect. (We only
teach interest-bearing loans here at our school.) No one is too young to
exercise priestly prerogatives, like preaching.
And third,
the myrrh symbolizes suffering and sadness. You will never meet a person whose
life is not touched in some way by sadness, and who will touch your life with
that sadness. It’s especially important that married couples remember this: you
know as “wonderful” as your spouse is, he or she will eventually cause you
sadness and suffering. (Have you
noticed??) People are not perfect;
there’s a little myrrh in their pockets. They will hurt you; and you will hurt
them. The only thing to do is forgive them, and pray they will forgive you.
Sadly, some people search desperately for the perfect spouse – without any
myrrh – who will never cause them suffering. But everybody’s pocket’s has a
little lint and a lot of myrrh.
No one on
earth is “all gold,” nor “all frankincense,” nor “all myrrh.” There is plenty
of each in each of us. “One day you will realize all the mistakes you’ve made,
and you will want to go to the Tabernacle, open the door, put your head inside,
and weep for your sins.”
Praised be
Jesus Christ!
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