As we rejoice in this Christmastide, we are reminded for the second time of those who gave their lives for Our Lord Jesus Christ. First, it was Stephen, the Protomartyr, who said as recorded in the Book of Acts
51"You stiff-necked people, with
uncircumcised hearts and ears! You are just like your fathers: You always
resist the Holy Spirit! 52 Was there ever a prophet your fathers did not
persecute? They even killed those who predicted the coming of the Righteous One.
And now you have betrayed and murdered him-- 53 you who have received the law
that was put into effect through angels but have not obeyed it."
I dare say that St. Stephen would be scandalised by the Church of Christ's refusal to speak truth to the Jews today.
Stephen died for Christ. Now, we have the great feast of the Holy Innocents, the first Martyrs of Our Lord who did not know Him but now rejoice in Him and who died in place of Christ.
Are we blind to the Holy Innocents of today who suffer slaughter in the womb of their mothers
All hail, ye
little Martyr flowers,
Sweet rosebuds
cut in dawning hours!
When Herod
sought the Christ to find
Ye fell as bloom
before the wind.
First victims of
the Martyr bands,
With crowns and
palms in tender hands,
Around the very
altar, gay
And innocent, ye
seem to play.
All honour, laud,
and glory be,
o Jesu,
Virgin-born to thee;
All glory, as is
ever meet
To Father and to
Paraclete.
Amen.
V. Herod being wroth, slew many children.
R. In Bethlehem of Juda, the city of David.
A sermon of St Quodvultdeus
Even before they learn to speak, they proclaim
Christ
A tiny child is born, who is a great king. Wise
men are led to him from afar. They come to adore one who lies in a manger and
yet reigns in heaven and on earth. When they tell of one who is born a king,
Herod is disturbed. To save his kingdom he resolves to kill him, though if he
would have faith in the child, he himself would reign in peace in this life and
for ever in the life to come.
Why are
you afraid, Herod, when you hear of the birth of a king? He does not come to
drive you out, but to conquer the devil. But because you do not understand this
you are disturbed and in a rage, and to destroy one child whom you seek, you
show your cruelty in the death of so many children.
You are
not restrained by the love of weeping mothers or fathers mourning the deaths of
their sons, nor by the cries and sobs of the children. You destroy those who
are tiny in body because fear is destroying your heart. You imagine that if you
accomplish your desire you can prolong your own life, though you are seeking to
kill Life himself.
Yet your
throne is threatened by the source of grace, so small, yet so great, who is
lying in the manger. He is using you, all unaware of it, to work out his own
purposes freeing souls from captivity to the devil. He has taken up the sons of
the enemy into the ranks of God’s adopted children.
The
children die for Christ, though they do not know it. The parents mourn for the
death of martyrs. The child makes of those as yet unable to speak fit witnesses
to himself. See the kind of kingdom that is his, coming as he did in order to
be this kind of king. See how the deliverer is already working deliverance, the
saviour already working salvation.
But you,
Herod, do not know this and are disturbed and furious. While you vent your fury
against the child, you are already paying him homage, and do not know it.
How
great a gift of grace is here! To what merits of their own do the children owe
this kind of victory? They cannot speak, yet they bear witness to Christ. They
cannot use their limbs to engage in battle, yet already they bear off the palm
of victory.
Responsory
They worshipped him who lives for ever and ever,
and laid their crowns before the throne of the Lord their God.
They fell on their faces before the throne, and
blessed him who lives for ever and ever, and laid their crowns before the
throne of the Lord their God.