The Feast of the Epiphany
Setting moon/rising sun Escalante, Utah taken by Terri C. Pilarski, May 2010 I grew up in a non-liturgical church. I never heard of the seasons of the church year as a child. I never practiced intentional waiting in Advent, nor observed Lent nor wore red on Pentecost. The church I grew up in celebrated Christmas and Easter. My first memory of celebrating the Feast of the Epiphany was with a church I served as an intern while in seminary. Which means that even my "home" parish didn't make much of Epiphany. At that home church the kids offered a play on a Sunday after Christmas, which we called an "Epiphany Play." And, we probably had some kind of special coffee hour. I also knew that Epiphany celebrated the arrival of the wise ones, bearing gifts, for the Christ child. I knew what I had learned in my seminary liturgics class. But I didn't really understand the Feast of the Epiphany until that night at my internship parish. Epiphany fell on a Thursday ...