One way of picturing the church calendar is as an unspooling thread, with each loop expanding the last. But this year, I’m pondering the complementary, and in some ways more elusive and profound, truth.
For those of us who did not live through the Cuban Missile Crisis, the context may not be immediately evident.
Reflections on returning home by another way. "Our vocation in this whole communion begins in the corner we find ourselves, exercising our priesthood in offering our lives and everything they touch, to the redemptive purposes of God."
Away from home, Mission accomplished: It is finished.
Herod the King, "racially Arab, religiously Jewish, culturally Greek, politically Roman."
From the beginning, Magi pondered and travelled; offered and worshipped.
Persians not Arabs, Farsi not Arabic, Magi not Kings: worship not rule.
Those wise men brought such manifestly impractical gifts to the infant Christ: gold, frankincense, and myrrh.