Holden has ended up at Radio City Music Hall. He watches the Rockettes kicking their way through the Christmas show, and, of course, he thinks it's a load of crap. He doesn't buy into all the "Come All Ye Faithful!" holiness. In fact, Holden is sure it would make Jesus puke if He saw it. Instead, Holden finds inspiration in something a lot simpler--the guy who plays the kettle drums in the orchestra. As the passage shows, both Allie and Holden find this drummer completely authentic. When he isn't playing the drums, he's focused and serious, and when he does get to play, he makes a sound "nice and sweet." He doesn't show off. He just creates a beautiful noise.
February 2, this Saturday, is the feast of the Presentation. That's the day Mary and Joseph brought the infant Christ to the Temple in Jerusalem for purification and dedication. As a sacrifice, they brought the standard offering of poor people--two turtledoves. Of course, the Holy Family are met by Simeon in the Temple, and Simeon recognizes the Baby as the Messiah. He takes Jesus in his arms and declares Him to be "the Savior, the Light of the Gentiles and the Glory of Israel."
The thing that amazes about the Presentation is that it isn't someone rich and important who knows the Christ Child. It's an old man, nobody of consequence. Like the shepherds of the Christmas narrative, Simeon sings the praises of the Baby. It's always the humble and poor who first know the Son of God. I think that's what Holden appreciates about the kettle drummer, as well. His nervous humility. As Holden might say, he's not "show-offy." I agree with Holden. Show-offy people make Jesus want to puke. Simeon is not show-offy, either.
On the feast of the Presentation, candles are blessed in the Catholic Church and carried in a procession. My Lives of Saints explains, "[t]he blessed beeswax candles typify the humanity that God the Son assumed, and signify that Jesus Christ is the True Light of the world..." The True Light, born in a stable, praised by shepherds and old men. King of Humility. Prince of the Poor.
Saint Marty thinks that's something to beat the kettle drum for.
Time to make a joyful noise |
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