Today we
observe Epiphany, the Christmas of the Gentiles, as it is sometimes
called. An “epiphany” is a manifestation or appearance. It’s
something that shows up abruptly. Like a sudden realization, “oh, he’s
had an epiphany!” or a light switched on in a dark room. The “Epiphany of
our Lord” is the day in which the world comes to recognize that the Christ has
appeared on the scene. And these wise men from another country stand as
apt representatives of the gentiles – the nations – in coming to worship the
king of kings.
And as St.
Matthew tells the story, the other prominent character is King Herod, who ruled
Jerusalem at the time.
“Herod
the Great” he was called. A king who ruled the Jews on behalf of the
Romans. He built great monuments and cities and fortresses. Most
famously, he did a major renovation of the temple. He came to power
because his father was chummy with Julius Caesar, and he had already ruled
Israel on behalf of the Romans for some 30 years when the wise men showed
up.
But Herod
was also a bad dude. A tyrant. A scoundrel. He ruthlessly stamped
out any possible threats to his throne, including executing family members on
several occasions. So when these strangers from the East come to town
asking “where’s the new king?”, you can see why Luke’s comment here is
understated: “Herod was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him”. If
Herod is disturbed, everyone is disturbed. If Herod has it in him to
execute even his own wife, then no one is safe from his paranoid
wrath.
But he was a
schemer, too. Wise and slick, not one to just smash
indiscriminately. So he had a plan. He would turn these wise men
into his fools, make them unknowing spies to do his bidding. “Go find the
child, and then tell me so I can worship him, too”. But crusty old Herod
had no intention to worship. He just wanted rivals and threats out of the
way. We know it, because once the wise men gave him the slip, he ordered
the slaughter of all the boys of Bethlehem in order to rule out any possible
challenger to his power. Better safe than sorry, he must have thought. And the children
paid the price for his cruel pragmatism.
What a dark chapter in the Christmas story.
And perhaps
no one represents the darkness of this world more than Herod. Concerned
with himself only, his power, his position and status. Willing to
sacrifice anyone and anything to get and keep what he wants. Ready to lie
and cheat and steal and scheme. And no friend to God, or to Jesus.
Herod is the Old Adam on steroids, or perhaps just unleashed with the perfect
opportunities.
When reading
a story, including a Bible story, it’s natural to “read yourself in.” To
identify, perhaps even subconsciously, with a character or characters in the
story. We can often relate to the disciples, who didn’t quite understand
what Jesus was about. Or one of the people that came to Jesus with a need
or a request, like we so often do.
Here, in the
Epiphany account, we might think of how the wise men felt, or sympathize with
their eagerness or joy. We might think of the gifts we would bring the
baby Jesus. But how often do we see ourselves as the villain? Can
we identify with Herod? Let’s try those shoes on for a change.
We may not
murder others to serve our own purposes, but the thoughts of our heart are just
as dark. We may not scheme and schmooze quite like wiley old Herod, but
we do our best to get our own way. We may not have a kingdom or a throne,
but each of us wants to be in charge, call the shots, set the agenda. We
set aside the law of God and get to writing our own rules, that we can surely
live by. We want to be king. We want to be, dare we admit, even, we
want to be our own god.
But the
light shines in the darkness. The Christ, the king, is born.
The birth of
Jesus threatens everything that Herod is, but not in the way Herod
thinks. Jesus didn’t appear to bring a tyrant off the throne, or to
establish a kingdom of his own (at least not a kingdom of this world). He
didn’t have to take on human flesh to do so – as the Lord raises and humbles
human rulers in due course throughout history.
But Jesus
did come to destroy sin and the power of death. He did come to free
people from its bondage and tyranny. He came to bring light in the
darkness of a world full of Herods and to every sinner who is a little Herod-at-heart.
He comes to de-throne your old Adam and take your heart as his own. He comes to be
your good king.
Christ’s
kingship is quite different from Herod’s. Herod built, or renovated the
temple over many years. Jesus said, “destroy this temple and I will build
it in three days”. Herod was made king of the Jews by the Romans.
The Roman governor wrote the sign for Jesus’ cross, “This is the King of the
Jews”. Herod surely wore the fine garments of those who live in kings’
palaces. Jesus was stripped of his garments, and they were divided among
the soldiers. And surely Herod’s crown looked nothing like the twisted
thorns with which they crowned our Lord.
Jesus didn’t
destroy us when we were his enemies as wicked Herod killed the babes of
Bethlehem, or even his own wife. Rather, he dies for his enemies,
forgives us, redeems us by his blood, and makes us children of God! No,
his kingdom is not of this world, but what a kingdom he is! See how he
shepherds Israel! By laying down his life for the sheep! And he
extends this kingdom not by the sword, but by the word – the gospel – turning
hearts and shining the light of Christ.
And Epiphany
reminds us it’s not just the Jews that receive this king. Sure the angels
told the humble Shepherds where to find the infant Jesus. But the wise
men are brought by a mysterious star.
Men of some
wealth, perhaps even kings in their own right, come to humbly worship the one
born king of the Jews. They had the means to make the journey. They
had the resources to bring him precious gifts: gold, frankincense, myrrh.
But more
than that they had the wisdom to know that this child, this king, is someone
special. Someone to be worshipped.
Matthew doesn’t
tell us much more about them, but that they were “from the East”. Perhaps
they came from the same country, perhaps they represent different areas.
Perhaps they were Persian, or Babylonian, or from some other long-forgotten
tribe or nationality.
But their
uncertain origin is actually perfect, because it doesn’t matter. The
nations, all the nations, will come to worship this king.
And so
therefore also us. We come from near and far, from the East and the north
and south and west. We would be wise – unto salvation, and so we come to
worship this king.
And what is
the worship, the true worship of this king? It is faith in his word,
trust in his promise, it is, strangely, simply receiving his gifts.
It is hearing his word and confessing sins which he forgives. It is
taking and eating and drinking of the meal he provides, and believing it does
what he promises.
Yes, we
bring our own treasures, humble as they may be. But these are a response
to his precious gifts. For all the gold or frankincense or myrrh, or even
all the dollars in the world, can never compare to the blood of Christ, the
forgiveness of sins, and the eternal life that he brings.
Wicked king
Herod can’t hold a candle to our dear King Jesus, the light shining through the
darkness of this world. Even the people that walked in darkness have seen
his great light. The glory of Israel, the light to the nations, Jesus
Christ our king, or shepherd, our Lord. Lord grant us the wisdom to
worship him, and lead us always to where he is, that we might share in exceedingly great joy.
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