Dear Friends,
Pope Francis gave a beautiful homily at the Christmas Mass in Rome. Here is a bit of the homily:
Bethlehem: the name means house of bread. In this “house”, the Lord today wants to encounter all humankind.
He knows that we need food to live. Yet he also knows that the nourishments of this world do not satisfy the
heart…Bethlehem is the turning point that alters the course of history. There God, in the house of bread, is
born in a manger. It is as if he wanted to say: “Here I am, as your food”. He does not take, but gives us to eat;
he does not give us a mere thing, but his very self. In Bethlehem, we discover that God does not take life, but
gives it. To us, who from birth are used to taking and eating, Jesus begins to say: “Take and eat. This is my
body”. The tiny body of the Child of Bethlehem speaks to us of a new way to live our lives: not by devouring and
hoarding, but by sharing and giving. God makes himself small so that he can be our food. By feeding on him, the
bread of life, we can be reborn in love, and break the spiral of grasping and greed. From the “house of bread”,
Jesus brings us back home, so that we can become God’s family, brothers and sisters to our neighbors. Standing
before the manger, we understand that the food of life is not material riches but love, not gluttony but charity,
not ostentation but simplicity.
The Lord knows that we need to be fed daily. That is why he offered himself to us every day of his life: from the
manger in Bethlehem to the Upper Room in Jerusalem. Today too, on the altar, he becomes bread broken for us;
he knocks at our door, to enter and eat with us. At Christmas, we on earth receive Jesus, the bread from heaven.
It is a bread that never grows stale, but enables us even now to have a foretaste of eternal life.
In Bethlehem, we discover that the life of God can enter into our hearts and dwell there. If we welcome that gift,
history changes, starting with each of us. For once Jesus dwells in our heart, the center of life is no longer my
ravenous and selfish ego, but the One who is born and lives for love. Tonight, as we hear the summons to go up
to Bethlehem, the house of bread, let us ask ourselves: What is the bread of my life, what is it that I cannot do
without? Is it the Lord, or something else? Then, as we enter the stable, sensing in the tender poverty of the
newborn Child a new fragrance of life, the odor of simplicity, let us ask ourselves: Do I really need all these
material objects and complicated recipes for living? Can I manage without all these unnecessary extras and live
a life of greater simplicity? In Bethlehem, beside where Jesus lay, we see people who themselves had made a
journey: Mary, Joseph and the shepherds. Jesus is bread for the journey.
Peace,
Fr. Damian