When it comes to our celebrations of the sanctoral calendar, we run the risk of turning the saints (or today, angels) into mere objects or commodities. On this feast of the archangels perhaps it would be more fruitful to set aside some silent space—today may be the day when God has sent a messenger.
(image: Christ with the archangels Raphael, Michael, Gabriel and—since Yom Kippur begins at sundown today, and in a gesture of ecumenism—Uriel.)
In times when angels were more listened to
They had more inclination to advise.
A case in point: their timely word to the wise,
Sufficient from their Eastern point of view,
To find for home a safer avenue,
A road less traveled, out of Herod’s eyes.
And as for Joseph, may we not surmise
That this same angel told him what to do:
To flee at once with Mary and the boy
To Egypt, well beyond the reach of him
Who would reduce a rival limb from limb
And in the process many more destroy.
An anti-Herod herald came to see—
Though in reverse—an exodus of three.
“Sonnets to the Unseen: A Life of Christ”