This is the
first of three readings for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day
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| Grotto of the Nativity |
Not to ignore the readings in this proper, but I was so inspired by this photo of the Grotto of the Nativity, where Jesus is traditionally believed to have been born and the commentary on the photo in Vanderbilt’s Art in the Christian Tradition site that they paled in comparison.
The commentary:
This picture provides us with a stark contrast to the traditional
artwork of Christ’s birth. Normally we will find Mary – who of course
is a wealthy European woman – with a halo glowing above her head. In
her lap is a healthy blond-haired, blue-eyed boy. And all around them
are wise men, shepherds, and angels them in deep veneration.
But
this picture brings us back to reality. The truth is that she was a
young poor girl; pregnant, but not by her husband, terrified, and forced
to give birth in a cave. This picture humbles Christmas. It is a
reminder of the nature of Jesus’ birth and life. These candles show
respect to those humble origins. In fact, it may only take a stiff wind
to suddenly transform this space from the sacred to the ordinary.
Leaving it much like it was two thousand years ago – a cold, dark, damp
hole.
Sometimes we forget, under the layers of so many
traditions, just how miraculous things were in the very way they
happened. Jesus, the Word made flesh and Savior of all humankind, was
born on a cold night, in a dark cave, in the company of livestock. So
this picture, unlike ones of Mary as the throne of God, gives us a story
that seems somehow so much more miraculous. -- Patrick Darnell
The Grotto of the Nativity, from
Art in the Christian Tradition, a project of the Vanderbilt Divinity Library, Nashville, TN.
http://diglib.library.vanderbilt.edu/act-imagelink.pl?RC=54126 [retrieved December 24, 2014]. Original source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/chanc/2143769590/.
This realistic Mary and realistic Jesus, realistic apostles, realistic early followers, etc are all so much more inspiring to me than the whitewashed (usually literally) versions that I see and hear so much of in my life.