Merry Christmas! God has come into the world, the Eternal has entered history, the Almighty has became a fragile child, God walks by our side!

 

We share here some reflections on Christmas by our Founder, taken from a sermon on the incarnation. May his word help us to deepen the mystery of the Word made flesh for our salvation.

Consider now what this God of poverty has done for us; behold the one whom we adore. That we might draw closer to him he bore our sensitivities and became a man like all men. He took on the delightful and tender form of a child that he might win over our hearts by [his] charms.

He left his thunder behind in heaven, there, high on Mount Sinai, all that lightning and thunder with power to frighten into submission a sensual people always rebellious to his laws; but to a spiritual people he came with signs of love and goodness. God did not demean himself by coming among us in poverty, simply because he was not constrained to do so; rather it was out of pure goodness that he chose a crib for his throne, swaddling clothes for his royal mantle, and for his guardians a modest woman and a humble artisan.

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Yes, Jesus became a baby as a satisfaction for our crimes. Jesus earned for us the treasure of all graces; Jesus appeased the divine anger; the sight of a baby Jesus wrapped in swaddling bands touched a chord within us; it taught us to hope in our God, to offer him eternal thanksgiving, to pray to him, to bless him, to love him, to strive to live holy lives. Ut pie vivamus in hoc sæculo. In descending from his throne of glory, in taking leave of his place of eternal repose to come to our aid, in stripping himself of his wealth in order to embrace our poverty, the Word of God eloquently teaches us not only that we are not to plunder our brothers, but that we are to go so far as to despoil ourselves in our efforts to come to the aid of our brothers; that is, we should love our brothers as Jesus loved us. Ut juste vivamus in hoc sæculo. The Word clothed in mortal flesh, subject to the rigors of the seasons, to pain, to all the horrors of death, teaches us not to give ourselves up to the excesses of intemperance and immorality, but rather to lead lives of mortification and genuine sobriety.

 

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Oh how I wish I could engrave in your hearts these wondrous words: “Unless you become like this little child you shall not enter into the Kingdom of heaven.” Nisi efficiamini sicut parvuli, non intrabitis in regnum cælorum (Mt 18: 3). Whatever your social class or title, whatever your occupation, even were you to be numbered among the apostles, you would be nothing without humility.

Come to the stable; bring your offerings to Jesus Christ as did the Magi. That is to say, give generously to the poor the alms which Jesus Christ tells us he considers as being offered to him, and which have more merit than the gifts of the Magi, because they offered theirs to a Jesus whom they could see, while you give honor to a Savior whom you do not see.

Come to the stable, and from it draw feelings of love, piety, detachment, and mortification so that the Savior who has been born might recognize you as his own, thanks to the efforts you have made in conforming your life to his. Amen.

 

[Ms 88]

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