The Presentation of the Our Lord, aka The Meeting of the Lord, aka The Presentation of Jesus, aka The Purification of Mary, commemorates Mary and Joseph taking the infant Jesus to the Temple in Jerusalem 40 days after his birth (do the math), in accordance with the Law of Moses, for the purification of Mary and the dedication of her firstborn son to the Lord. We are told that Joseph presented two doves, not a lamb, showing the Holy Family to be poor. I could not find any indication that they are related to the “two turtle doves” of the Christmas carol “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” But I looked real hard because I tought that would be cool. Alas. The feast is also known as Candlemas, for a centuries-old tradition of blessing candles on this day. Parents should be advised that candles may be hazardous to 40-day-old infants due to dripping wax.
This was an everybirth thing for Jewish families, of course, and might have gone unremarked, were it not for two people the Holy Family met there, namely Ren and Stimpy. I kid. Simeon and Anna. They have their own feast days, but I’m going to tell their stories today, to make for an unfragmented account of the Presentation (unfragmented, that is, aside from my asides). According to Luke, God had promised Simeon that he would not die until he had seen the Messiah. Knowing a Messiah when he saw one, he took baby Jesus in his arms and recited the Nunc Dimittis, an ancient hymn that might almost have been written for him, saying as it does, “Lord, let me go now. I’ve seen your salvation with my own eyes.” He also prophesied pain for the Theotokos*, and turmoil in general, but let’s keep moving.
Tradition fills in some of the details for us on the mysterious Simeon, which is the sort of thing Tradition does so well, don’t you think? He is said to be one of the 70 scholars who translated the Septuagint, the Greek translation of the Hebrew Scriptures that was the de-facto Bible of the Jewish diaspora at the time of Christ, begun 100–200 years earlier in Alexandria. (“Septuagint” being Greek for “Seventy gents.”†) Simeon translated the passage from Isaiah that says, “Behold, a virgin shall conceive and bear a son.” “Oops,” he said, “virgins conceiving? I’ll just take my knife and scrape that out and replace it with ‘young woman.’” But as he raised the knife, an angel appeared and said, “Do not kill the boy!”
Wait. Sorry. That was Abraham. The angel said, “Leave it in. It’s a prophecy. And I’ll tell you what, God will keep you alive until you see the Messiah, who will be born of a virgin.” Simeon rejoiced, although as the years stretched into decades into perhaps centuries we hope he didn’t grumble too much. His request “Let me go already” may indicate he was getting a little world-weary when the time finally came. Be that as it may, as the Holy Family neared the Temple, the angel returned to Simeon and said, “Get down there; he’s here.” After puzzling out the pronouns, Simeon lit out for the Temple as fast as his ancient legs could carry him, arriving in time to finally see the Anointed One.
We have no such wonderful backstory about Anna the Prophetess, who had haunted the environs of the Temple for many long years. She is unspecifiedly old, or 84 years old, or had been widowed for 84 years, or some combination of the above. (You know how those scholars are.) She happened up as Simeon was speaking, and told everybody gathered about the coming redemption of Israel. After the sacrifice and the speeches, Luke says Joseph and Mary went home to Nazareth, and settled into a perfectly normal routine—or as normal as your routine can be, when your kid is the Son of God.
 Leviticus 12, Exodus 13:12ff, etc. Readers are encouraged to research all this stuff.
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 Sometimes spelled Symeon, and sometimes referred to as “The God-Receiver.”