Jan 6, 2024

DAY 35 - EPIPHANY

Image by Tony Armstrong-Sly


Gobnait



A GREETING
I delight to do your will, O my God.
(Psalm 40:8a)

A READING
When they saw that the star had stopped, they were overwhelmed with joy. On entering the house, they saw the child with Mary his mother; and they knelt down and paid him homage. Then, opening their treasure chests, they offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
(Matthew 2:9-11)

MUSIC


A MEDITATIVE VERSE
Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love,
so that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
(Psalm 90:14)

A BLESSING
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
- traditional Irish blessing, found on Celtic Titles

VERSE OF THE DAY
When you send forth your spirit, they are created;
and you renew the face of the ground.
(Psalm 104:30)



Irish postage stamp commemorating "Nollaig n mBan,"
a celebration of the work of women that takes place on Epiphany.

On this last day of our devotional, we arrive at the feast of Epiphany, which has traditionally marked the arrival of the Magi and their adoration of the child Jesus. In Celtic Christian tradition, however, Epiphany is also celebrated as “Nollaig na mBan,” when the work of women is especially lifted up, after the long Christmas season. Families gather and toast the women who keep their lives going. It spans all ages and generations. In parts of Ireland to this day, women are given the day off and men take care of the household. At the end of the day, the women come to church and hear a mass, at which they light candles for the three Magi. Traditionally, they then return home, and with their families eat what remains of the Christmas cake and burn the holly that has been with them through the days since Christmas, in an outdoor fire.

A Celtic tradition of the fifth and sixth century monks was to search out the place of their resurrection. This entailed voyaging in the spirit of ‘peregrinatio,’ the oar-less journey, that we have explored in other days. The sixth-century monastic Gobnait longed to find such a place for herself. She voyaged out in a boat with some companions and landed on the Aran Islands. She had been previously told by an angel that the place of her resurrection would have nine deer grazing. The apparition finally took place near the river Sullane in Ballyvourney, where she went on to found a monastic community. She is the patron saint of bees. With her bees she made honey, and even protected her community from occasional invaders by summoning swarms to act on her behalf.

The one Celtic Wheel of the Year festival we have yet to name is Lughnasa, which falls in the height of the summer and at the very beginning of the early harvest season, around August 1st. It marks the half way point between the summer solstice and the Autumn equinox. Lughnasa, like Samhain, Imbolc and Beltane, the cross-quarter festivals of the calendar, helps us to be conscious of the changing times of the land. Of the four festivals, Lughnasa is the most celebratory, the most alive with joy.

The music of Nadia Birkenstock was also featured on Day 1. In the youtube notes for today's track, she writes that she composed this melody “on my smaller harp, Iona, that I took into the forest, every afternoon, sitting in the shade on mossy stones. The melody fragment that first emerged when I sat down to write this was calm and confident, and in the essence, I think, this piece is about reminding yourself where your strength comes from in challenging times.” Composed during the pandemic, it can speak to us now in other ways. Making time to spend connecting with the earth, its beauty, its mystery and its power, is an essential part of Celtic spirituality. Paying homage to the Christ child happens when we take a walk and absorb the beauty of our surroundings, when we stop to watch birds and listen to the rustling movement of wildlife. The adoration we offer Jesus is our deep desire to fulfill God’s will for an abundant Creation. In these days of climate catastrophes, it is easy to become overwhelmed by what is not going right. By stepping out into the created world, the nature all around us reminds us of all that is still to be treasured.

As you go forward into the days of the Epiphany season, how can you hold all that is precious in Creation in your heart? How can you lean into the wisdom of the earth, knowing Jesus walks with you there?
Blessed Epiphany!

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Today marks the end of the LC† Come Holy Darkness devotional project. Grateful thanks to all who participated, including all who commented on Facebook and wrote emails. It has been a rich blessing! Grateful as always to Pastor Steve Hoffard, Catherine Evenden and Henriette Thompson for their support. You can continue to access the devotions by scrolling to the bottom (on most devices) of any page and either seeing a list of previous dates there, or (in the case of mobile) by clicking on the banner heading at the top of the blog and scrolling down.

May the peace of the Christ child bless you this Epiphany and always.
See you in five weeks for Lent! - Sherry Coman



Image by Tony Armstrong-Sly


This devotional project is dedicated to the memory of Dagmar Weller, a longtime supporter of the LC† devotions.



LC† Come Holy Darkness is a project of Lutherans Connect, supported by the Eastern Synod of the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Canada and the Centre for Spirituality and Media at Martin Luther University College. To receive the devotions by email, write to lutheransconnect@gmail.com. The devotional pages are written and curated by Deacon Sherry Coman, with support and input from Pastor Steve Hoffard, Catherine Evenden and Henriette Thompson. Join us on Facebook, and on Twitter. Lutherans Connect invites you to make a donation to the Ministry by going to this link on the website of the ELCIC Eastern Synod and selecting "Lutherans Connect Devotionals" under "Fund". Devotions are always freely offered, however your donations help to support extended offerings throughout the year. 
Thank you and peace be with you!

Jan 5, 2024

DAY 34

Image by Robert Cross



Kevin


A GREETING
Bless the Lord, light and darkness;
sing praise and highly exalt God forever.
(Prayer of Azariah 1:48)

A READING
In the time of King Herod, after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, wise ones from the East came to Jerusalem, asking, ‘Where is the child who has been born king of the Jews? For we observed his star at its rising, and have come to pay him homage.’ They set out; and there, ahead of them, went the star that they had seen at its rising. When King Herod heard this, he was frightened, and all Jerusalem with him; and calling together all the chief priests and scribes of the people, he inquired of them where the Messiah was to be born. They told him, ‘In Bethlehem of Judea; for so it has been written by the prophet.’ Then Herod secretly called for the wise men and learned from them the exact time when the star had appeared. Then he sent them to Bethlehem, saying, ‘Go and search diligently for the child; and when you have found him, bring me word so that I may also go and pay him homage.’
(Matthew 2:1-5;7-8)

MUSIC
This French carol sings about all those who are gathered around the infant Jesus.


A MEDITATIVE VERSE
By the streams the birds of the air have their habitation;
they sing among the branches.
(Psalm 104:12)

A POEM
The Word became fire, and now
burns within us – warming
hearts kindling the
thought that love becomes us – our
skin glistening hope.

The Word became dirt, and now
dwells below us – holding
us up, soul on soil, gracing
our grasses, grains, gardens;
all our eating now holy.

The Word became wet, and now
rains upon us, now
baptismal bath, now
living spring, now
we are sated with sacred
surging, pulsing, raging.

The Word became air, and now
fills our sails, our souls, our lungs
enlarging; this Word waits
upon us serving us breath, death
abated until the day our flesh fades into
a memory, a word, a poem.

The Word becomes us, making
us fit; it suits us, dressing us
with holy splendor, bending us
back again to our origin:
in the beginning, Word.
- "The Word Becomes Fire" by Rev. Dr. Allen Jorgenson
found on his blog, stillvoicing.


VERSE OF THE DAY
For the creation waits with eager longing
for the revealing of the children of God
(Romans 8:19)



Murmuration of starlings off the Aberystwyth Promenade in Wales.
Video capture by John Davies, found on Instagram at @ajohndavies_photography



Kevin of Glendalough was a fifth-to-seventh century Irish monk who lived to be 120 years old (498-618). Like Cuthbert and some of our other saints, his life alternated between intense periods of hermitage and isolation and long periods of mission. He was a lover of nature and animals and his attributed miracles include them. One famous story told about him is of a time in his small hermitage hut when he was kneeling with his arms outstretched in prayer. A blackbird flew in and began to build a nest in his outstretched hand. Realizing what was happening, he stayed still so the bird would not fly off. They stayed this way for days and weeks, as Kevin did not want to disturb what was happening. The blackbird seemed to understand the sacrifice and fed him with nuts and berries in gratitude. Some versions of this story place it in Lent, with the last of the hatched birds leaving the nest on Palm Sunday.

Tomorrow our journey with the Celtic traditions and saints will end in the feast of Epiphany. The story of the wise (and very brave) Magi who journeyed from afar to meet the newborn king marks the end of Christmastide. The Magi understood that this marvelous infant was not just royalty in ways they understood, but the fulfilment of a prophecy and a prophecy of signs: the ‘star’ of a special radiance appears frequently in the Hebrew bible to signify something significant and in the New Testament as well. From Numbers (24:17) to Revelation (22:16), we hear about the special radiance of the heavens in association with the thriving future of God’s people.

The star of Bethlehem and its companion the night, are the same holy darkness and daylight, heavens and earth, that were visible to the Celtic saints, sitting in their caves, six hundred years later. The companionship of holy darkness and holy daylight have continued to guide those inspired to find and follow the stars of faith in the ages leading up to Jesus and in all the time since. Kevin gained renown as a teacher and his reputation grew. Over time the site where he once retreated into a cave became the home of a seminary that would educate some of the later saints of Ireland and finally serve as a pilgrimage destination. 

How can the fiery gases of a comet-like star ignite a passion in you for the work Jesus calls us to? What are the gifts you carry with you as you serve God in the world?

Image by Sean MacEntee



LC† Come Holy Darkness is a project of Lutherans Connect, supported by the Eastern Synod of the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Canada and the Centre for Spirituality and Media at Martin Luther University College. To receive the devotions by email, write to lutheransconnect@gmail.com. The devotional pages are written and curated by Deacon Sherry Coman, with support and input from Pastor Steve Hoffard, Catherine Evenden and Henriette Thompson. Join us on Facebook, and on Twitter. Lutherans Connect invites you to make a donation to the Ministry by going to this link on the website of the ELCIC Eastern Synod and selecting "Lutherans Connect Devotionals" under "Fund". Devotions are always freely offered, however your donations help to support extended offerings throughout the year. 
Thank you and peace be with you!