Christmas 2 01/03/21

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The Still Point: A Time of Meditation and Reflection

The Second Sunday after Christmas

… At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance…

T.S. Eliot, Burnt Norton

 Peace on each one who comes in need;

       Peace on each one who comes in joy.

Peace on each one who offers prayers;

         Peace on each one who offers song.

Peace of the Maker, Peace of the Son,

          Peace of the Spirit, the Triune One.  


Opening Prayer

O God, who wonderfully created, and yet more wonderfully restored, the dignity of human nature: Grant that we may share the divine life of him who humbled himself to share our humanity, your Son Jesus Christ; who lives and reigns with you, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

The Gospel                                             Matthew 2:13-15, 19-23

After the wise men had left, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, “Get up, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there until I tell you; for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him.” Then Joseph got up, took the child and his mother by night, and went to Egypt, and remained there until the death of Herod. This was to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet, “Out of Egypt I have called my son.” When Herod died, an angel of the Lord suddenly appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt and said, “Get up, take the child and his mother, and go to the land of Israel, for those who were seeking the child’s life are dead.” Then Joseph got up, took the child and his mother, and went to the land of Israel. But when he heard that Archelaus was ruling over Judea in place of his father Herod, he was afraid to go there. And after being warned in a dream, he went away to the district of Galilee. There he made his home in a town called Nazareth, so that what had been spoken through the prophets might be fulfilled, “He will be called a Nazorean.”

Poem: On the Edge                                                                     by Malcolm Guite

Christmas sets the centre on the edge;
The edge of town, out-buildings of an inn,
The fringe of empire, far from privilege
And power, on the edge and outer spin
Of  turning worlds, a margin of small stars
That edge a galaxy itself light years
From some unguessed-at cosmic origin.
Christmas sets the centre at the edge.
And from this day our world is re-aligned
A tiny seed unfolding in the womb
Becomes the source from which we all unfold
And flower into being. We are healed,
The End begins, the tomb becomes a womb,
For now in him all things are re-aligned.


After the gospel readings for Christmas Eve/ Christmas Day, with gentle and peaceful images of mother and child, and the reading for last Sunday, focusing on the mystery of Word made flesh, today’s gospel reading seems jarring and even alarming. We see Joseph and Mary with their newborn in a dangerous world, fleeing as refugees without a home. The story of escape from Herod and exile in Egypt is told rapidly; there is room to wonder and imagine what these experiences were like for Mary and Joseph. It concludes with the family finding their home in the small town of Nazareth.

In the poem, the events of Christmas are seen as re-aligning the world such that “the center”  is far from what we would usually consider the center (if determined by political power and empire). The poem also frames this re-alignment in cosmic terms: the mystery of Incarnation happening on the edge of a galaxy, which itself is on the edge. And it reverses what is expected: end becomes beginning, and tomb becomes womb.

What do the gospel reading and poem say to us about Incarnation and Love, in a world often defined by political power and privilege?


  • Are there new insights or feelings you experience when reading this gospel story this year?
  • What words and images from the poem do you find most meaningful?
  • If Christmas indeed means a re-aligned world, how do we respond to that news?


The Prayers

We bring to God a troubled situation in our world

We bring to God, silently, someone whom we find hard to forgive or trust

We bring ourselves to God that we might grow in generosity of spirit, clarity of mind, and warmth of affection

We offer our thanks to God for the blessings in our lives

We name before God those who have died.

Gracious God, you hear all our prayers: those we speak aloud, those we hold in our hearts, and those prayers for which we have no words. Hear the prayers of your people, and grant them as may be best for us, for the sake of your holy name. Amen.


  Accept our thanks for all you have done, O God. Our hands were empty, and you filled them.


May Christ’s holy, healing, enabling Spirit be with us every step of the way, and be our guide as our road changes and turns, and the blessing of God our Creator, Redeemer and Giver of life be among us now and remain with us forever. Amen.




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