…coming up. Thursday, actually– a fragment of a traditional Christmas mummers’ play (something like this, perhaps as performed by them). Don’t anticipate writing the whole thing before Thursday, but this bit’s been kicking around in my head for a while–
Nicholas of Myra [Enters]:
I’m not a fairy, an elf, or a sprite,
I’m just an old bishop. But truth is, my dears,
A bishop’s a thing that’s more full of delight
Than any wee pixie– so banish your fears!
And for a reflection on Nicholas’ life, and the use of the liturgical year, from the camp of the Presbyterians-who-secretly-may-want-to-be-Anglo-Catholics (i.e. Steve Wilkins/Douglas Wilson/Peter Leithart etc.) try this.