Everything was big at the Super Bowl. The ads, the half time show, the betting, the glitz that goes with the word “super.”
We celebrated the Feast of the Presentation the other day. A poor couple carrying their little Child and a few small gifts passed through the crowded temple courtyard unnoticed.
Two old people, Simeon and Anna, recognized the Child in the temple. “Now you can dismiss your servant in peace, Lord, for my eyes have seen the salvation of your people Israel,” Simeon says as he takes the Child in his arms.
They recognized God in smallness, which is the way God usually comes everyday. Better than a ticket to the Super Bowl is an eye to see God in smallness. It’s there all the time.
But let me add with a word to my loyal cousins who stayed up most of last night celebrating: Fly, Eagles, Fly.