A Stone Manger (Chapter 4 of Jesus: His Story In Stone)

“You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:12)

A manger is a feed trough for animals. The word is related to the French manger, to eat. If you were to attend a French-speaking eucharistic service, as the priest or minister placed the morsel of bread in your hands he would say, “Prenez, mangez.” Take, eat.

The name Bethlehem means House of Bread.

Stone Manger

Join these two thoughts and we see that Mary placed her newborn son, the Bread of Heaven, in a common feed trough for the whole world to feast on. Already Christ was beginning to feed the multitude in order that, in the words of the Book of Common Prayer, “our sinful bodies may be made clean by His body, and our souls washed through His most precious blood.” No ordinary human being does this. Christ does because He is very God, born of a virgin. “For My flesh is real food and My blood is real drink” (Jn 6:55).

The manger was the place of the First Supper. The guests at the Last Supper were fishermen and townsfolk; the guests at the First Supper were shepherds. Before one word of the New Testament was written, even before the incarnate Word had spoken one word, these illiterate shepherds received the revelation of the gospel.

The photograph shows a first century stone manger located at the Convent of the Sisters of Zion in Jerusalem. It’s probably much like the original manger. The baby Jesus was laid, not in a nice wooden cradle built by His carpenter father, but on stone. No wonder Mary wanted to wrap her son in strips of cloth. Though probably lined with clean straw, this stone had been slobbered on by cattle. From the moment of His birth Christ was wrapped in rock, emerging from a womb of flesh into a womb of stone, prefiguring the tomb in which this king who was born to die would be buried. Yet even His stone tomb would open for yet another birth beyond all conception.

The manger gives its name to one of the most iconic places on earth, Manger Square in Bethlehem. Here every Christmas Eve the faithful gather around a giant, glowing tree to sing carols before midnight mass in the Basilica of the Nativity. Meanwhile, not far away looms a stone structure far larger than the humble manger: the Israeli West Bank Barrier designed to separate Israel from Palestine. If you go there, on the way you will probably see a potent image of modern times. Painted on a concrete wall by British graffiti artist Banksy, it portrays a dove in a bullet-proof vest. The dove carries an olive branch and has a red bulls-eye over its heart.


A fitting comment on the birthplace of the Prince of Peace.

We all know the Christmas story about the wonders of that Bethlehem night long ago. But do you know the story of the next night, and the next, and the next? What happens when the manger is empty, when the sky is vacant of angels, and the shepherds return to their fields? What happens when you yourself knock on the inn door and there is no room?

Thankfully, the manger of Christ is not only in Bethlehem. In the words of St. Jerome, who lived in that very town in the fourth century, “Blessed are they who possess Bethlehem in their hearts and in whose hearts Christ is born daily.”

(Photo © Karen Mason)


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  • Tonia Colleen Martin

    So true….adding another layer of paper to the balloon today! Thanks Mike. Did I tell you also that my book group read The Blue Umbrella & it was thoroughly & completely munched, noshed & enjoyed. Truly art on the page.

  • Mike Mason

    Thanks so much for your comment! Yes, joy is often—indeed usually—found in the frivolous, the ordinary, the often-overlooked aspects of our lives. Much treasure is to be found just by looking. As Mary Oliver wrote:
    Instructions for a life:
    Pay attention.
    Be astounded.
    Tell about it.

  • Tonia Colleen Martin

    I am the daughter of an 87 stone mason so I’ve always been intrigued every time stones show up in the Bible. I hadn’t imagined the manager as this stone trough and making this connection reveals yet another layer of scripture’s mysteries and how God has gone out of His way (to put it crudely) to make sure we get His outrageous story…What marvelous clues He has deposited along the way for me this past week…I have been reading Champagne for the Soul – I so need to know more about Joy and how not to fear it….and was shocked to Mr. Mason’s reference to Piccard & Jones’ circumnavigation around the globe by way of balloon…what a hoot as I am presently constructing a 30″ in diameter paper mache hot air balloon for Kid’s Place at our church…had trouble connecting my impulse with purpose but oddly enough Mr. Mason’s reference insofar as it pertains to joy stuck with me & seemed like God whispering His assurance to me that yes it is ok to find joy in so frivolous of an endeavor….I have already been a silent fan of Mr. Mason’s work for a while & now this…Thank you………..

  • I love the ugly beautiful here!!!