editorial
Christmas, “the Blessing for all the Forms
of Creation”
In a conversation published in this edition of Traces,
Pietro Citati, the well-known literary critic and leading intellectual, among
the most secularist
newspapers in the Italian daily press, says he feels a strong new attraction
for Catholicism. Now that he has just published a book on the great religions,
he says he finds something unique in popular Italian expressions, like the
Christmas manger scene: “The blessing for all the forms of creation.” This
sense of positivity regarding everything is the core of the Christian event,
a positivity that entered into history with Christ’s birth. Citati is
not a poor shepherd, nor a devout old lady. He is a cultured intellectual.
Yet his way of looking at the fact represented in the Nativity scene is the
same as that of the first simple men who rushed to Bethlehem.
Something unique happened, something that changes the meaning of the world.
Thanks to that birth, life no longer appears as a series of events that lead “the
toilsome effort,” as Leopardi agonized, to a “horrid, immense abyss,
wherein all plunges, to be forgotten forever” (from The Night Song of
a Nomadic Shepherd in Asia). The horizon of life, with its loves and pains,
is no longer dominated by the nothingness into which every destiny seems to
plunge. From the shore of that unknown sea, from the powerful, tremendous Mystery
that looms over every event, a point, a ship has moved toward us. Something
unique has happened.
The Italian people’s rediscovery of itself, in the experience of the
murder of their soldiers at Nassiriya and its aftermath, amidst the signs and
gestures of faith, bore witness to the fact that many, albeit confusedly, have
the perception that without Christian hope life has no meaning at all. Man
doesn’t find in himself or on his own the strength and the reason to
look at life as it is, so frail and contradictory, without being dominated
by nothingness. We need, continually, every day, something to deliver us from
evil, from the prime evil, which is to consider life a difficult and useless
course. No civil construction, no effort for improvement can last if it is
based on a consciousness that is resigned to the vanity of existence. So Christmas
is the event that makes possible a society marked by constructiveness and hospitality.
The child who is born of Mary is the point in which human life is ransomed
from nothingness. It is a human point, a presence, which still lives today
in the mystery of the Church and in the witness of many. It is not a philosophical
conquest nor an ethical horizon for people who feel they are alright. Again
it is Citati who points it out with lucid intelligence: “The reduction
of religion to ethics is a real catastrophe. At the origin of Christianity
we have thieves, a crime, anything but ethics! Christianity is a religious
event, but hardly anyone says so these days.”
Christianity is a young woman “in whose warmth” a child is born:
that something so simple bears the meaning of the world is a fact that can
be recognized only by simple hearts, those who truly hunger and thirst for
life.