Sermon for the Feast of St. Stephen
“Blessed is he that cometh in the Name of the Lord.”
Birth and death. Every Mass recalls the Passion and Death of Jesus Christ; somehow that sorrowing memory is also our greatest joy. It is our celebration at all occasions. No less so than at Christmas when we celebrate Christ’s Birth. It may seem strange but it is the great wisdom of the Christian Faith. As T.S. Eliot in his play, Murder in the Cathedral, has Archbishop Thomas a Becket proclaim in his Christmas homily in 1170 at Canterbury, “it is only in these our Christian mysteries that we can rejoice and mourn at once for the same reason.” In that homily, the Archbishop goes on to speak of the martyrs and of the wonderful yet curious feature of the Christian mysteries of our Liturgy that has the celebration of St. Stephen on the day following Christmas.
A martyr is a witness, a witness to something beyond and more than himself or herself. A martyr is “the instrument of God, who has lost his will in the will of God, not lost it but found it, for he has found freedom in submission to God … desiring nothing for himself” wanting only what God wills to be. That is the witness to which we are all called, in one way or another. We betray the witness when we want God to please us, amuse us, dance and sing for us, give us what we think we need utterly oblivious to the dance and song of God in creation and human lives and in the wondrous birth of Christ, the Incarnate Word.
St. Stephen is the proto-martyr, the first Christian martyr and the one who shows us the shape and meaning of martyrdom, of what witness truly means. What? Being stoned to death? No. Not that exactly but by suffering for and in the name of the One who suffered and died for us. With the spirit of Christ shaping our very being in the hour of our death. “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit,” Stephen cries and, then on his knees, he “cried with a loud voice, Lord, lay not this sin to their charge.” His words echo the words of Christ on the Cross, the words of forgiveness and commendation. “Father, forgive them for they – we – know not what they – we – do.” “Father, into thy hands, I commend my spirit.”
Sorrow and joy in one moment. Stephen shows us what it means to worship and adore the child Christ. It means to let his life become our life and to shape our words and deeds. “In this was manifested the love of God towards us, that God sent his only-begotten son into the world that we might live through him,” as John puts it in his 1st Epistle. Stephen illustrates the deep meaning of Christ’s birth. He has come for our salvation. He has come to redeem our humanity, to recall us to who we are in the sight of God who is our life. In the Gospel for today, Jesus makes it abundantly clear that persecution and suffering are an inescapable part of the Christian witness especially in a blind and dark and mean world. Christian witness is never about comfort.
We make our witness in what we do and nowhere more profoundly so than in our liturgy. It is your witness, your martyrdom, to be here where the Word is proclaimed and the mysteries celebrated. And here, too, is your blessedness, come what may in the times of death and dying.
“Blessed is he that cometh in the Name of the Lord.”
Fr. David Curry
St. Stephen’s Day,
December 26th, 2012
