What can I give?

What can I give?

By Michael Pirri

In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan;
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty —
Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom Cherubim
Worship night and day,
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom Angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore.

Angels and Archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air;
But only His Mother
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am? —
If I were a Shepherd
I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part, —
Yet what I can I give Him, —
Give my heart.

–In the Bleak Midwinter (Rossetti)

No doubt today’s Gospel reading is a familiar story. Though we usually meld it together with the birth of Christ as part of the nativity, the wise men don’t actually show up until Epiphany, the 12th day of Christmas. The season of Christmas lasts from Christmas to the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord. (In some communities, it’s observed until Candlemas, also known as the Feast of the Presentation.)

As we continue through the Christmas season, it’s important to consider how we are invited to share the joy of the nativity throughout the entire Christmas season.

Sunday’s Readings:
Isaiah 60.1-6
Psalm 72
Ephesians 3.2-3a, 5-6
Matthew 2.1-12