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Unitarian
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Fellowship of North Central
Iowa
606 North
Monroe Ave.
Mason City, IA
641-423-1793

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The Twelve Days of Christmas
a homily for the season
The twelve days of Christmas are the twelve days
that follow Christmas between
Christmas and Epiphany (January 6th), which is when the three wise men
supposedly arrived on the scene bearing gifts. It is NOT the twelve days
before Christmas as many erroneously believe.
The old tradition of giving a gift on each of the
twelve days has for all intents and purposes disappeared. However, in some families, the tradition of
giving Christmas gifts on each of those twelve days still persists.
Most people know of the twelve days of Christmas
from the yuletide carol.
But, are you familiar with the origin of
the song, "The Twelve Days of Christmas?" If you listen
carefully the words seem to be nonsense set to rhyme and music. However,
it was written with a serious purpose.
 It is more than just a list of
twelve silly gifts. Catholics in England during the period 1558 to 1829 were
prohibited by law to practice their faith either in public or private. It was
illegal to be Catholic. [Note: Parliament finally emancipated Catholics in
England in 1829.]
"The Twelve Days of Christmas"
was written in England as one of the "catechism songs" to help young Catholics
learn the basics of their faith. In short, it was a memory aid. Since the song
sounded like rhyming nonsense, young Catholics could sing the song without fear
of imprisonment. The authorities would not know that it was a religious song.
Actually, the catechism to which it referred was rather ecumenical, it could
even be claimed to be protestant if cornered.
The song's gifts had hidden meanings to
the teachings of the Catholic faith.
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The "true love" mentioned in the song
doesn't refer to an earthly suitor, but it refers to God Himself.
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The "me" who receives the presents refers
to every baptized person. i.e. the church.
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The partridge in a pear tree is Christ
Jesus, the Son of God. In the song, Christ is symbolically presented as a mother
partridge in memory of the expression of Christ's sadness over the fate of
Jerusalem: "Jerusalem! Jerusalem! How often would I have sheltered thee under my
wings, as a hen does her chicks, but thou wouldst not have it so..."
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Partridge in a pear tree = The
One true God revealed in the person of Jesus Christ
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Turtle Doves = The Old and New
Testaments
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French Hens = Faith, Hope and
Charity
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Calling Birds = the Four
Gospels and/or the Four Evangelists
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Golden Rings = The first Five
Books of the Old Testament, the "Pentateuch" which contain the law condemning
us of our sins.
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Geese A-laying = the six days
of creation
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Swans A-swimming = the seven
gifts of the Holy Spirit, the seven sacraments of the Catholic faith
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Maids A-milking = the eight
beatitudes
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Ladies Dancing = the nine
Fruits of the Spirit
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Lords A-leaping = the ten
commandments
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Pipers Piping = the eleven
faithful apostles
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Drummers Drumming = the twelve
points of doctrine in the Apostle's Creed
*original source of symbol meaning: an
article from Catholic Information Network that was discovered in 1995 by
Fr. Hal Stockert of "Fishnet".
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THERE IS A MORAL IN WHAT I HAVE JUST TOLD YOU!
. . . Hardly a word
of it is true! The
above is an urban myth that first hit the internet when the internet was very new in
1995. It appeared on the
Fishnet web site from the
Catholic Information Network
(by Fr. Hal Stockert). Fishnet later
withdrew the page.
However, this urban myth has spread
through the net like wildfire and there are those who now defend its
authenticity. The original source has long withdrawn its
claim to the story. It's our generations contribution to the ever widening
Christmas legends.
According to
A Celebration and
History, by Leigh Grant, the written lyrics to "The
Twelve Days of Christmas" first appeared in Mirth without Mischief
in the early 1780s in England. Grant states that the tune to which these words
are sung apparently dates back much further and came from France. Mirth
without Mischief describes "The Twelve Days of Christmas" as a type of
memory game played by children in those days. A leader recited the first verse,
the next child recited the second verse, and so on until someone missed a verse.
There was no religious significance.
At any rate this contemporary urban myth makes for a good story... perhaps as
good as the song itself. You can bet it will become gospel with the
passing of time.
I submit this Christmas homily to you
simply to illustrate how "truth" accumulates over time, especially when there is
no reference point upon which it can be based. That is why Unitarian
Universalism is so vital in our world today, UU's are dedicated to sorting the
wheat from the chaff. At the end of the day Polonius in Shakespeare's
Hamlet defines Unitarian Universalism's mission about right on the money, "This
above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the
night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man."
The Twelve Days of Christmas?
Here is another contribution that our generation has added to the ongoing saga of
Christmas. Enjoy!
December 26
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
Dearest Bill:
I
went to the door today and the postman delivered a partridge in a pear
tree. What a wonderful thoughtful gift! I couldn't have been more
surprised.
With deepest Love and Devotion,
Sara |
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December 27
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USADearest Bill:
Today
the postman brought your most wonderful gift. Just imagine - two turtle
doves! I'm delighted at your very sweet gift. They are just adorable. I
will have to get a cage for them.
With deepest Love,
Sara |
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December 28
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
Dearest Bill:
Oh!
Your third gift arrived! You really went too far, I think. I don't
deserve such generosity - three French hens. They are just lovely, but I
must protest - you've been way too kind.
Love,
Sara |
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December 29
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USADearest Bill:
Today
the postman delivered four calling birds. Now, really, they're quite
nice, but now I have 10 birds and nowhere to put any more....so please,
no more birds!! But, thanks.
Affectionately,
Sara |
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December 30
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
Dearest Bill:
What
a surprise! Another present....and not a bird this time! Wow! Today the
postman delivered five golden rings, one for each finger. You're just
too extravagant, but I love it! Frankly, all those birds squawking were
beginning to get on my nerves, but the rings are wonderful...and so
quiet!!
All my love,
Sara |
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December 31
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
Dear Bill:
When
I opened the door there were actually six geese a-laying on my front
steps. So you're back to the birds again, huh? Those geese are huge! And
it was bird poop that they were laying..complete with a large count of
coloform bacteria. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are
complaining. The police came by with a formal complaint, and I can't
sleep through all the racket. I guess I have my own noise-makers for the
new years eve celebration tonight.
Please stop. NO MORE BIRDS!!
Cordially,
Sara |
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January 1
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
Bill:
Happy
New Year...to some people. It hasn't been so happy with me. What's with
you and those dumb birds? Seven swans a-swimming. What kind of practical
joke is this? There's bird guana all over the house and they never stop
squawking. I could not sleep all night and I'm a nervous wreck. You have
gone too far, bird brain. STOP SENDING BIRDS. NO MORE BIRDS!! GOT IT?
Sincerely,
Sara |
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January 2
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
OK, WISE GUY:
I
think I prefer the birds over this. What am I going to do with eight
maids a-milking? It's not enough with all those birds and eight maids
a-milking, but they had to bring their cows. Have you ever smelled a
yard full of cow patties? Their piles are all over the lawn, and I can't
move in my own house. Leave me alone. NO MORE OF YOUR "GIFTS".
Sara |
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January 3
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
Hey, Vacuum-for-a-brain:
What
are you? Some kind of freak? Now there's nine ladies dancing...right in
the smelly you-know-what and tracking it all over my house. The way
they've been bickering with the milk maids, I hesitate to even call them
ladies. You'll get yours, buddy.
Sara |
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January 4
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USA
You rotten piece of cow patty:
What's
with the ten lords a-leaping? I have threatened to break their legs so
that they can never leap again. All 23 of the birds are dead. They've
been trampled to death by the leapers, the dancers, and the cows. At
least, I don't have to worry about them any more. However, the cows are
mooing all night having gotten diarrhea. My living room is a sewer! The
City Commissioner has subpoenaed me to give cause why my house shouldn't
be condemned.
I'm filing a complaint to the police about you!
One who means it. |
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January 5
Miss Sara Truelove
Somewhere, USAListen, brainless:
Now
there's eleven pipers piping. And they never stop piping... except when
they're chasing those maids or dancing girls. The cows are getting very
upset and are sounding worse than the birds ever did. What am I going to
do? There is a petition going around to evict me from the neigborhood.
I hope you're satisfied, you rotten, vicious swine.
Your sworn enemy,
Sara |
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January 6
Law Offices
Sue, Pillage, and Plunder
1313 Grunge St
Somewhere, USA
Dear Sir:
This
is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve drummers drumming which you
have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss Sara Truelove. The damage,
of course, was total. She was found beating her head against the wall to
the beat of the twelve drums. If you should attempt to reach Miss
Truelove at Happy Glen Sanitarium, the attendants have instructions to
shoot you on sight. With this letter please find attached a warrant for
your arrest.
Cordially,
Law Firm of
Sue, Pillage, and Plunder |
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