The song “The Little Drummer Boy” has been coming under a certain amount of fire around the Catholic Blogosphere this year, prompted by Shane MacGowan’s recent rendition (about which the less said, the better…and I’m a Pogues fan). A number of bloggers, notably Simcha, have expressed their dislike of it.* Not just of the various odd celebrity versions floating around, but of the song itself. Fair enough; no one has to like it.
But I like it. And I think I know why the various odd celebrities have recorded it over and over again. Like the Little Drummer Boy, they have no gift to bring that’s fit to give the king, and they know it. All they have is their music. All they have are the gifts God has given them. Should they play for Him? You betcha.
And the rest of us, we’re all in the same boat. St. Therese of Lisieux said that we don’t need to do great things for God; we need to do little things with great love. This is good, because next to the infinite majesty of God, little things are all we are truly capable of.
And sometimes, as we do little things for God with great love, perhaps He will do great things through us, things we could not have accomplished ourselves. Perhaps the ox and lamb really will keep time.
Mary nodded. Let’s play our best for Him.
* Not to be banging on Simcha; she makes me laugh out loud on a regular basis.