I’ve wanted to include this for awhile in one of my blogs. I have a tremendous amount of respect for Bono, of U2 fame. In a 2005 book, Bono: In Conversation with Michka Assayas, he wrote of his understanding of the Christmas myth (I use the word as C.S. Lewis used it as true myth) and his own re-awakening to religion.
“I remember coming back from a very long tour. I hadn’t been at home for months. Got home for Christmas, very excited of being in Dublin. Dublin at Christmas is cold, but it’s lit up, it’s like a Carnival in the cold.
On Christmas Eve, I went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral. I had done school there for a year… Anyway, some of my Church of Ireland friends were going. It’s kind of a tradition on Christmas Eve to go, but I’d never been. I went to this place, sat. I was given a really bad seat, behind one of the huge pillars. I couldn’t see anything. I was sitting there, having come back from Tokyo or somewhere like that. I went for the singing, because I love choral singing…. But I was falling asleep, being up for a few days, traveling, because it was a bit boring, the service, and I just started nodding off since I couldn’t see a thing.
Then I started to try and keep myself awake studying what was on the page. It dawned on me for the first time, really. It had dawned on me before, but it really sank in: the Christmas story. The idea that God, if there is a force of Love and Logic in the universe, that it would seek to explain itself is amazing enough. That it would seek to explain itself and describe itself by becoming a child born in poverty, in sh*@ and straw…a child…I just thought: “Wow!” Just the poetry…unknowable love, unknowable power, describes itself as the most vulnerable. There it was.
I was sitting there, and it’s not that it hadn’t struck me before, but tears came down my face, and I saw the genius of this, the utter genius of picking a particular point in time and deciding to turn on this. You see, love needs to find form, intimacy needs to be whispered. To me, it makes sense. It’s actually logical. It’s pure logic. Essence has to manifest itself. It’s inevitable. Love has to become an action or something concrete. It would have to happen. There must be an incarnation. Love must be made flesh.”
Poetic but apropo for this time of year! May the Son of God, the love and logic of the universe made incarnate, bless you with His abiding presence this Christmas!