Around
the year 723, (Saint) Boniface was traveling with a small party in the region
of Lower Hesse. He knew of a community of heathens near Geismar who, in the
middle of winter, would make a human sacrifice (a child, typically) to the thunder-god
Thor (yes, THAT Thor) at the base of their sacred oak
tree, the “Thunder Oak”. Boniface, in part from advice from a brother
bishop, wished to destroy the Thunder Oak to not only save the life of the
human sacrifice, but also to show the heathens that he would not be struck down
by lightning at the hands of Thor.
As the
story goes, Boniface and his companions, reaching the village on Christmas Eve,
arrived at the place of the sacrifice in time enough to interrupt it. With his
bishops’ staff (crozier) in hand, Boniface approached the pagan crowd, who had
surrounded the base of the Thunder Oak, saying to his group, “Here is the
Thunder Oak, and here the cross of Christ shall break the hammer of the false
god, Thor.”
With a
small child laid out for the sacrifice, the executioner raised his hammer high.
But on the downswing, Boniface extended his crozier to block the blow,
miraculously breaking the great stone hammer and saving the child’s
life.
Afterward,
Boniface is said to have proclaimed to the people:
Hearken,
sons of the forest! No blood shall flow this night save that which pity has
drawn from a mother’s breast. For this is the birth-night of the Christ, the
son of the Almighty, the Savior of mankind. Fairer is He than Baldur the
Beautiful, greater than Odin the Wise, kinder than Freya the Good. Since He has
come sacrifice is ended. The dark, Thor, on whom you have vainly called, is
dead. Deep in the shades of Niffelheim he is lost forever. And now on this
Christ-night you shall begin to live. This blood-tree shall darken your land no
more. In the name of the Lord, I will destroy it. (2)
Boniface
picked up an axe nearby and, as legend has it, took one mighty swing
at the oak when a great gust of wind arose through the forest and felled
the tree, roots and all. It lie on the forest floor, broken in four
pieces. Though afterwards Boniface had a chapel built from the wood, our story
takes us to what stood immediately beyond the ruins of the mighty tree.
The “Apostle
of Germany” continued to preach to the astounded Germanic peoples, who were
in disbelief that this slayer of Thor’s Thunder Oak had not been struck
down by their god. Boniface looked beyond where the oak lay, pointing to a
small, unassuming fir tree, saying:
This
little tree, a young child of the forest, shall be your holy tree tonight. It
is the wood of peace… It is the sign of an endless life, for its leaves are
ever green. See how it points upward to heaven. Let this be called the tree of
the Christ-child; gather about it, not in the wild wood, but in your own homes;
there it will shelter no deeds of blood, but loving gifts and rites of
kindness. (3)
And so,
the Germans began a new tradition that night, one that stretches to the present
day. By bringing a fir into their homes, decorating it with candles and
ornaments, and celebrating the birth of a Savior, the Apostle of Germany and
his flock gave us what we now know as the Christmas tree.
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