In some circles, the traditional colors of Christmas are red and green, which may explain why the unofficial flower of this great time of year is the poinsettia: bright red and green colors all wrapped in a single potted plant. Red and green are also powerfully symbolically rich colors for life as well. Perhaps we have a clue in our First Reading as to the explanation of the red hue today, the Second Day of Christmas: “Stephen, filled with grace and power, was working great wonders and signs among the people.” The blood of the martyrdom/witness of St. Stephen brings a considerable amount of sobriety to the joy of the time, but it is so necessary. The gift of Christmas has everything to do with where we hope to end our earthly pilgrimage because of the great gift of Christmas. We want to go to Heaven after a good and solid life of witnessing the real joy and meaning of this great time. We want to have enough happiness and peace in our hearts to say at the end of it all, “Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.”
So what about the green color? Likewise, in many cultures and thoughts, green is the color of hope, a rich, fertile expectation that all will be well even after the harshness that life often brings to us. “You will be hated by all because of my name, but whoever endures to the end will be saved.” And certainly, we can believe every word of this. Red and green, not one without the other, comprise the Christmas mystery. There will be moments where we must die to ourselves, supported by the hopeful way we live our lives in and around those painful moments. “Rescue me from the clutches of my enemies and my persecutors. Let your face shine upon your servant; save me in your kindness.” And so He does.