"On 25 December , friars came to Greccio from various parts, together with people from the farmsteads in the area, who brought flowers and torches to light up that holy night. When Francis arrived, he found a manger full of hay, an ox and a donkey. All those present experienced a new and indescribable joy in the presence of the Christmas scene. The priest then solemnly celebrated the Eucharist over the manger, showing the bond between the Incarnation of the Son of God and the Eucharist. At Greccio there were no statues; the Nativity scene was enacted and experienced by all who were present."
“This,” says Francis, “is how our tradition began: with everyone gathered in joy around the cave, with no distance between the original event and those sharing in its mystery.” Our tradition. These days, “living” Nativities are making something of a comeback. Even when they are still and statuary, however, crib scenes are a chance to exercise powers of fancy and invention. “Great imagination and creativity is always shown in employing the most diverse materials to create small masterpieces of beauty,” Francis says. “As children, we learn from our parents and grandparents to carry on this joyful tradition, which encapsulates a wealth of popular piety. “It is my hope,” he continues, “that this custom will never be lost and that, wherever it has fallen into disuse, it can be rediscovered and revived.” We can all join him in that hope, and do our part to see that it be so. Francis’s letter is an essay that doesn’t so much crackle as smoulder: here are hearth fires, banked down. The words and sentences of it offer warmth in the night and a little, constant light by which to see – through gloom and shadow – the reason of a thing that is the sign of our hope. There is a good deal of the Jesuit spiritual guide in what he writes. The Ignatian charism of the “contemplative-in-action” is palpable throughout. “Setting up the Christmas crèche in our homes helps us to relive the history of what took place in Bethlehem,” Francis writes. It seems obvious, once he says it just like that – and perhaps it is just a statement of the obvious – but then, another great Jesuit didactic maxim is Repetita iuvant (“Repeated things help”). Pope Francis does not tell his reader what to feel – he notes the joy that always accompanies Nativity celebrations, though joy is rather a mark of the Spirit – but recalls what the exercise does for us. Even when our preparations are rushed, even when there is fuss and bustle and consternation, even when we get there late and hardly at all, yet we are there. “When, at Christmas, we place the statue of the Infant Jesus in the manger, the Nativity scene suddenly comes alive,” he writes, “God appears as a child, for us to take into our arms. “Beneath weakness and frailty, he conceals his power that creates and transforms all things,” the Pope continues. God conceals his power beneath weakness and frailty, but his mode of concealment reveals his inmost self: self-subsistent charity disclosed in a newborn Child, placed in a trough, in makeshift quarters, in a tiny village on the far side of the world. “It seems impossible, yet it is true,” Pope Francis says, “in Jesus, God was a child, and in this way he wished to reveal the greatness of his love: by smiling and opening his arms to all.” Christopher Altieri









