Sunday, December 25, 2016

Annual Murfin Christmas Verse—Let Us Be That Stable

St. Francis of Assisi is credited with creating the first nativity scene with a life recreation including animals of the story as told in the Gospels.

It’s Christmas Day and time to reflect on the Christian religious origins of this holiday with traditions borrowed from pagan times and which has been overlaid by more than one secular celebration. 
In 1223 St. Francis of Assisi is said to have created the first recreation of the birth scene in a cave near Greccio in Italy.  He was inspired by a recent trip to the Holy Land.  It was a living Nativity tableau, with people representing the Holy Family, shepherds, Magi, and angels and live animals, including an ass and an ox for realism.  The custom quickly caught on and spread across Europe. 
Soon the scene was being reproduced in religious art, both paintings and in sets of figurines to be displayed in the Nave of a Church or, eventually, in the manors of the wealthy.  By the early days of the Renaissance the scene was somewhat standardized.  Instead of St. Francis’s Grotto, the birth place was usually portrayed as a stable, often with a thatched roof with skeletal or broken walls, the participants garbed as peasants and lords of the day.  

A typical Medieval depiction of the Nativity by the Master of Vyšší Brod, a Bohemian master, circa 1350.

It is this familiar scene, often erected in religious homes and adorning countless Christmas cards, that most of us have firmly in our mind when we hear a reading of the Biblical nativity story.
With that in mind, I composed a poem for a Christmas Eve service at what was then still called the Congregational Unitarian Church in Woodstock, Illinois a more than a dozen years or so ago.  I used the classic crèche as a metaphor for the Congregation.  The poem was included in my 2004 collection of poetry, We Build Temples in the Heart and has frequently been used in Unitarian Universalist and other worships setting since.  Last night it was again used in the conclusion of services at the Tree of Life Unitarian Universalist Congregation in McHenry.

A typical home creche set helped inspire Let Us Be That Stable.

Let Us Be That Stable
Today, let us be that stable
            Let us be the place
            that welcomes at last
            the weary and rejected,
            the pilgrim stranger,
            the coming life.

Let not the frigid winds that pierce
            our inadequate walls,
            or our mildewed hay,
            or the fetid leavings of our cattle
            shame us from our beckoning.

Let our outstretched arms
            be a manger
            so that the infant hope,
swaddled in love,
may have a place to lie.

Let a cold beacon
            shine down upon us
            from a solstice sky
            to guide to us
            the seekers who will come.

Let the lowly Shepard
            and all who abide
            in the fields of their labors
            lay down their crooks
            and come to us.

Let the seers, sages, and potentates
            of every land
            traverse the shifting dunes
            the rushing rivers,
            and the stony crags
            to seek our rude frame.

Let herdsmen and high lords
            kneel together
            under our thatched roof
            to lay their gifts
            before Wonder.

Today, let us be that stable.

—Patrick  Murfin




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