In today’s podcast, Charlie West reflects on this Sunday’s readings and readings for the feasts of the Holy Name/New Year’s Day and the Epiphany. He also shares his own story about the Wise Men. You can read along in Charlie’s blog “Words Twice a Week” at https://wordstwiceaweek.blogspot.com Here is Charlie’s story:
Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold wise men came from the east to Jerusalem…
“WISE men?”
That’s right. They saw the star and followed it and found the baby.
“And you call them ‘wise’? I’ll bet that’s not how their families saw it…
In the evening…
“Pack my bags, mother. I’m off in the morning.”
“What do you mean, ‘Off in the morning’? Where are you going?”
“The star was there. We’re going west to find the baby.”
“Are you nuts? How do you know it was a star and not one of those satellite things?”
“It was a star; it was THE star. We’re going to find the child, to worship and adore, and then we’ll be back.”
“We?”
“Melchoir and Balthesar are going, too.”
“They’re as loopy as you are. How will you know where to go?”
“We’ll just head west. There’s sure to be signs when we get there.”
And in the morning…
“Well, I packed you some sandwiches, they’ll last a few days, then you’ll just have to hope
something is open, which I doubt, this being the holidays and all.”
And she watched from the open door until he was just a dot on the horizon, and then she closed the door and knelt down and prayed -
“Dear God, whoever you are, watch over my loopy husband. Grant him traveling mercies. Help him find this child to worship and adore. Keep him out of trouble. One way or another, bring him safely back.”
The star still shines brightly over the manger of Bethlehem. Just over the hills on the western horizon, you can see it if you close your eyes and look with your heart. It’s just after Christmas, a good time to shy away from the “Wise” men. Keep an eye out instead for those who are slightly “loopy with the season”. As you come from wherever it is you are, to worship at the manger, and adore, may God grant you traveling mercies – safely there, and one way or another, safely back.