Shepherds, angels, and other odd creatures
Announcement to shepherds
8Nearby shepherds were living in the fields, guarding their sheep at night. 9The Lord's angel stood before them, the Lord's glory shone around them, and they were terrified. 10The angel said, "Don't be afraid! Look! I bring good news to you--wonderful, joyous news for all people.11Your savior is born today in David's city. He is Christ the Lord.12This is a sign for you: you will find a newborn baby wrapped snugly and lying in a manger."13Suddenly a great assembly of the heavenly forces was with the angel praising God. They said, 14"Glory to God in heaven, and on earth peace among those whom he favors." 15When the angels returned to heaven, the shepherds said to each other, "Let's go right now to Bethlehem and see what's happened. Let's confirm what the Lord has revealed to us."16They went quickly and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in the manger.
Luke 2:8-16, CEB Common English with Apocrypha

I was looking at this passage from the Nativity narrative in Luke, a reading that has become so familiar to us. Maybe too familiar. How many times have we watched Linus reciting the passage for Charlie Brown and his friends? How many Christmas cards have we received with beautiful (or not so beautiful) artists' representations of this event? How many Christmas pageants have dressed the kids up to represent the shepherds, and Mary, and Joseph, and maybe even the donkeys or sheep? It is too easy for the whole thing to become quite unreal, like a fairy tale populated by dragons and pixies. I'm not sure, but as soon as someone even mentions the word "shepherd,' I think of the picture perfect representations of shepherds I've seen in a hundred different manger scenes. I don't think about the reality of what an actual shepherd's life and work must have been like. I sing "Gloria in excelsis Deo," and I don't think about how horrifying, how shocking it would be to have "a great assembly of heavenly forces" suddenly appear on the scene. And I can't for the life of me picture what would be going through someone's head, when he ran to see a baby that had been described by angels. Would he arrive to find a softly glowing scene, as we see on so many Christmas cards, or would the reality be far more squalid?
My point, if there is one, is that the cultural distance between us and the events that we recite every year around this time often seems to be almost impossible to overcome. Not that I think we should abandon our celebrations of the Christmas Story. But I think, perhaps, we should always attempt to discover the real humanity at the heart of this amazing, unbelievable tale. For it is unbelievable, isn't it? It doesn't make much sense at all. Matthew and Luke's stories are almost completely different, and years later, when Jesus is roaming the countryside, preaching and healing, no one ever mentions the amazing things that happened when he was born. Take out the infancy narratives, and you still have the story of Jesus' life and work. In fact, take out the infancy narratives, and you have the Gospel According to St. Mark. The beginning of the story, that we celebrate each year around Christmas time, is just that...a beginning. But it's not the whole story, and not even the most crucial part of the story. Just a thought.












