Tonight
by calendar coincidence the First Night of Chanukah and Christmas Eve arrive smack dab at the same time. This
festive night should be the cause of great joy to just about
everybody but Chinese restaurant owners who
traditionally made a killing serving
Jewish households who go out for dinner when all of the goyim are merrily Noƫling and the other eateries
are closed.
Tonight marks the First Night of Chanukah—25 Kislev
in the year 5777 in the Hebrew Calendar. The date on many
calendars will say December 8, but don’t
let that fool you—by tradition
the observance begins a sun down the evening before. The festival
will run for eight nights until
January 1—New Year’s Day—or 2 Tevet. But don’t look for it on these exact dates again anytime soon. Because the Hebrew Calendar is Lunar,
the dates float in relationship to
the Gregorian Calendar anywhere from
late November to late December.
Christmas, as most people but willful fundamentalists know, is celebrated
around the time of the Solstice because
the early Church wanted to co-opt the
return-of-the-sun festivals long observed and treasured by the pagans—the
catchall name for the country people with pre-Christian faiths. The actual
birthday of Jesus, a/k/a the Christ Child, if it was a historical event as recounted in the Gospels, is unknown but
thought by some Biblical scholars to
likely have been in the Spring when shepherds typically stayed out in the fields with their flocks to protect the new born lambs from
wolves.
Elements of the Christmas story, especially the Star leading the Magi to the stable, echoed
the symbolism of the return of the light in the pagan traditions.
And Christ/Jesus himself, his tiny
head ringed by a halo in icons and paintings, marked the arrival of the Light of God and hope for
humanity.
Chanukah represents another miracle of light. When Judah
Maccabee, his brothers, and followers entered Jerusalem after a long and
victorious guerilla rebellion against
the Greco-Syrian
Seleucid Empire ruled by Antiochus IV Epiphanes and his Helanized Jewish allies. The found the Temple of David profaned
by an idol to the god/king Antiochus and the unclean rituals performed by his priests. In the Holy of Holies the seven-branched golden candelabrum called the Menorah, essential to worship and which must be kept lit, was
found with only enough oil to burn
for one day. It would take more
than a week to prepare and ritually purify more oil. The Macabee lit the flame any way at it miraculously
burned for eight days, long enough for the new oil to be prepared.
Because it is not described in the Torah or prescribed in ancient Law like Passover, Yom Kippur, and Rosh Hashanah, Chanukah is officially considered a minor Jewish holiday. But its cultural
importance is far greater even
than its religious significance. Because
of the many persecutions of Jews
through the centuries and because the ritual could safely be performed in the privacy of the home and away from prying eyes, Chanukah became a celebration of hope for deliverance
against oppression as the Maccabees delivered the Temple from the defilers. Stories about observances even in Nazi extermination camps have added special significance to the holiday for
many.
In Europe and the U.S. the rise of Christmas from a holy day to a long season
that overwhelms and dominates everything else even as it has become more and more secularized, many Jews ramped up their
own observances of Chanukah so their children
would not feel left out by the excitement
and presents of Christmas. Many non-Orthodox
and secularized Jews, as well as
the many dual-faith families, have
even adopted or a so called Chanukah
bush or even embraced Christmas
as the secular holiday of Santa and sales alongside of Chanukah.
I know, it’s complicated.
But we have an
undeniable connection between Solstice, Chanukah, Christmas, and other
observations this time of year around the world. I call them all together the Festivals of Light and several years
ago celebrated them all in a poem
which is included in my collection, We
Build Temples in the Heart published in 2004 by Skinner House Books of Boston. It is one of two of my seasonal poems
that is fairly widely used in Unitarian
Universalist services this time of year.
Miracle of Light
When the sky has swallowed the sun,
left us
in icy darkness
save the
brief gray memory of light
escaping
from its stifled yawn.
When hope and heat and harvest
have been
banished into night
and
dread, despair and death
grip our
forlorn hearts—
Then, just then a light returns.
Druidic fires tor to hillock
call
again the sun
and shyly
does it come once more.
The awful gloom of tyranny
is
banished by a zealous few
so that a
Temple drop of Macabean oil
may burn a mystic week.
Some account a sudden brilliant star,
a nova in
Judean skies
to mark a
coming messenger
of hope
and faith and love.
And though the gloom may crowd us still
the light
may lift our hearts
until
this spinning, turning ball
we ride
around the sun.
brings us
again to Spring,
—Patrick
Murfin
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