Lammas
Happy Lammas Day! Lammas derives
from “loaf-mass,” and is a traditional day of thanksgiving for the first fruits
of the harvest. With ample precedent in the Old Testament, and similar
traditions likely existing in pre-Christian Britain, the first grains of the harvest
would be made into a loaf or cake and brought to the Church for blessing. While
some of this Lammas bread could be set aside for the Eucharist later in the
liturgy, most of it was sent home to be consumed in celebration. You’ll find
mention of Lammas in Shakespeare, and even in the lembas bread of Tolkien’s
Middle Earth.
Connections are often drawn between
the Loaf-Mass on August 1st and the Transfiguration of our Lord on
August 6th. In the former, many grains are gathered into one, as all
humanity is gathered into one in Christ. Then in the latter, we see this common
humanity exalted and deified (to use a term from the Eastern Church), even as
the bread of the Eucharist becomes the true Body and Blood of the God-Man.
Lammas is traditionally a time of
hand-fastings, that is, of agreements and betrothals—not, as neopagans have
misinterpreted, a time for “temporary marriages.” Lammas is linked quite
naturally to Harvest Home, a September festival around the autumnal equinox,
which marks the close of the harvest. There were surely harvest festivals from
time immemorial, but the truth is that we know next to nothing of how these
were celebrated before the coming of Christianity. Claims to the contrary are
rank speculation.
Note that Halloween and
Thanksgiving, often mistaken for harvest festivals, are none of the sort.
Legends to the contrary, the Hallowtide’s origins are fully Christian; Samhain,
the supposedly pagan harvest festival falsely connected to Halloween, is first
attested in the 10th Century and falls on the Harvest Moon, which is
in September, not November. Thanksgiving, meanwhile, is a winter feast that evolved
to allow later generations of New
England Puritans to celebrate Christmas while still claiming not to celebrate
Christmas. But that’s a post for another day.
In our day and age, when many of
us are separated from the direct means of food production, and when
globalization has made most foods available year round, it is nonetheless
appropriate to set aside this time to thank God for the wonders of the harvest
and the bounties of the earth. May we steward such superabundance so as to
provide for those who lack secure sources of food. And may we thank the farmers,
now so few amongst our population, who nonetheless provide such astonishing
nourishment as seven billion people may share.
A year or so back, as I set out to
celebrate Lammas at our parish, a combine had just begun reaping wheat in the
field across the street from us. It seems that the old seasonal celebrations
still hold true. And for that we thank the Lord of the
Harvest.
"Look up Lammas in any halfway-decent dictionary and you'll eventually come to Lammastide. That's right: Lammas used to be a whole season. Nowadays the early days of August are a sort of non-season. It's still summer, but fall clothes and school supplies are already on sale, and those of us who have not yet gone away on vacation are realizing it may not happen this year. And yet this is a deeply rooted festival, old already in Shakespeare's time. When the Nurse remarked that Juliet's birthday was coming up on Lammas Eve at night, everyone in the audience knew which date she was talking about. Country folk especially would have looked forward to Lammastide because it meant the privations of summer were ending and there would be bread on the table again."
ReplyDelete~Linda Raedisch