But a closer look reveals a more complicated scene. If I may quote myself once more,<\/p>\n
The gifts the magi present to Jesus are, at one level, what we would have expected. The gold is a fitting sign of kingship. The incense attests, however obliquely, to Jesus\u2019 deity (incense being used in the Old Testament for the worship of Israel\u2019s God). But the myrrh foreshadows a funeral. The myrrh casts a shadow over the other two gifts, forcing us to ask whether the kingship and deity of Jesus will somehow culminate in tragedy. Myrrh, as the jaunty Christmas carol puts it, is a \u201cbitter perfume\u201d\u009d; it \u201cbreathes a life of gathering gloom; \/ Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, \/ Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.\u201d\u009d Or, as T.S. Eliot\u2019s great poem \u201cThe Journey of the Magi\u201d\u009d has it, when the wise men crest the hills of Judea and make their way toward Bethlehem, what they see is \u201cthree trees on the low sky.\u201d\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
This is the ultimate unpredictability and irregularity of Epiphany. It is a feast day, and we are celebrating the appearance of Jesus the king of the Jews to all the nations of the world. And yet it is a strange feast, a poignant one, in which we can already smell the acrid odor of a corpse. It\u2019s important, I think, to bear this strange Christological concertina wire of reconfigured chronology in mind when we observe \u201d\u201d and teach others to observe \u201d\u201d the Christian calendar, so that we don\u2019t forget where the narrative\u2019s real center lies. The church year has the hallmark of every good story: a beginning, a middle, and an end. But the more you inhabit it, the more you realize that its end is given in its beginning: There is no Christ anywhere in the Christian year who is not already \u201cthe Lamb that was slaughtered from the foundation of the world\u201d\u009d (Rev. 13:8), and that, ultimately, is the mystery the calendar invites us to plumb.<\/p>\n
Read it all<\/a>.<\/p>\n
\nThe Adoration of the Magi by Edward Burne-Jones pic.twitter.com\/EJm7nJQ67f<\/a><\/p>\n
— Elizabeth Speller (@lizziespeller) January 6, 2017<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n