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Dec 8, 2024

Ephrem the Syrian

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The Christmas story is full of paradoxes. You may recall from English class that a paradox is a seemingly contradictory statement that, upon further reflection, makes sense (the Greek word for paradox means “to think beyond”). Consider the paradox that the Lord of the Universe came to earth as a helpless child. Don’t miss the irony of baby Jesus sleeping in a feeding trough while Caesar rests comfortably in his cushy palace. What an extraordinary paradox that this Great One became small.

Ephrem (also spelled Ephraim or Ephraem), the Syrian (306-373), lived during the fourth century when heresies flourished in the church. I bring you back to two heresies that caused considerable turmoil in the early church: Arianism, which denied Jesus’ divinity, and Marcionism, which rejected Jesus’ humanity. Ephrem was a poet theologian who chose not to engage heretical movements with elaborate theological rebuttals but relied on poetry (he wrote an estimated three million lines of verse) to dramatize the paradox of God condescending to earth as a child. He arranged his poems in a hymnlike fashion and set them to traditional Syrian folk tunes. Four hundred of his hymns are still in existence. What an ingenious way to teach theology! Don’t argue with your opponents. Have people sing the great truths of the faith, like the mystery or the Trinity or how Jesus can be at one and same time fully divine and fully human.

Ephrem was a master at utilizing paradox in his poetry. To illustrate:
Who have we, Lord, like you—
the Great One who became small,
the Wakeful One who slept,
the Pure One who was baptized,
the Living One who died
the King who abased himself to ensure honor for all.
Blessed is your honor!

Nineteen of Ephrem’s hymns survive that communicate the profound paradox of the divine Word becoming flesh. Here is but a sample:
Heaven is the throne of thy glory,
yet he sat on Mary’s knee.
The earth is his footstool,
yet like a baby, he crawls beside her.

One of Ephrem’s Hymns to the Nativity leads us to pray:

I am not sure what to call you, Child of the Living One. Not a child of Joseph; you are not actually his blood. And while you are the son of one, I should be calling you the son of many. Ten thousand names would not be enough to call you since you are the Son of God and also the Son of Man. You are David’s son and Mary’s Lord. Who made the Lord of mouths to be without a mouth? The wicked have slandered me. For your sake, Mary also was hated. The one who conceived you was persecuted. The sea raged against her, as it did against Jonah. Herod, that raging wave, sought to drown the Lord of the seas. But Adam would rejoice, for you are the key to paradise. So, I will flee with you, that I may gain life in every place. Prison with you is no prison, because we gain heaven. With you, the grave is no grave, for you are the resurrection.

Ephrem the Syrian, Nineteen Hymns to the Nativity of Christ in the Flesh, Hymn #4.

Rev. Dr. Peter James served 42 years as the senior of Vienna Presbyterian Church in Vienna, VA — 21 years in the 20th century and 21 years in the 21st century. He retired in 2021 and now serves as Pastor-in-Residence at Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary.

Even as a pastor, prayer came slowly to Pete. Read Pete’s story.