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Summary: Communion Meditation for December 4, 2005

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TS Eliot wrote one of my favorite Christmas poems many years ago entitled, ‘Journey of the Magi.’ Written from the perspective of one of the Magi, it contains a very reflective perspective on the travels to find the Christ child and the results of that meeting.

A cold coming we had of it.

Just the worst time of the year

For a journey, and such a long journey:

The ways deep and the weather sharp,

The very dead of winter.

And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,

Lying down in the melting snow.

There were times we regretted

The summer palaces on slopes, the terraces

And the silken girls bringing sherbet.

Then the camel men cursing and grumbling

And running away, and wanting their liquor and women,

And the night-fires going out, and the lack of shelters,

And the cities hostile and the towns unfriendly

And the villages dirty and charging high prices:

A hard time we had of it.

At the end we preferred to travel all night,

Sleeping in snatches,

With the voices singing in our ears, saying

That this was all folly.

Then at dawn we came down to a temperate valley,

Wet, below the snow line, smelling of vegetation;

With a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness

And three trees on the low sky,

And an old white horse galloped away in the meadow.

Then we came to a tavern with vine-leaves over the lintel,

Six hands at an open door dicing for pieces of silver,

And feet kicking the empty wine-skins.

But there was no information, and so we continued

And arriving at evening, not a moment too soon

Finding the place; it was (you may say) satisfactory.

All this was a long time ago, I remember,

And I would do it again, but set down

This set down

This: were we led all that way for

Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,

We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death

But had thought they were different; this Birth was

Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.

We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,

But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,

With an alien people clutching their gods.

I should be glad of another death.

The Magi’s perspective is one of years and probably decades looking back at their hard journey, full of doubt and uncertainty and wondering if their journey was worth all the trouble. Their encounter with the Christ Child raises questions about the meaning of birth, death, and life. They find themselves changed by the experience and they realize it when they return to their own nation, their own homes, their own people and it is no longer the same as it once was.

Now this poem is not the Gospel, I make that clear this morning. Yet, as I remember, Christianity was an influence on Eliot, although I do not recall to what extent. But as I reflect on both the poem and our main text for this morning, it leads me to ask the question, ‘Why did the Magi seek out Jesus?’

Matthew is the only gospel writer to write of their long journey from the east and their story is interesting. In fact, I find it to be one of the more interesting parts of the Christmas story for one reason: They are like so many of us. They are on a search for what is true and what is real. They are seeking a new experience that might satisfy their need for new knowledge. Or love, or truth, or who knows what else.


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