“Why won’t Jesus stay in bed, tonight?” Joseph got out of his own bed and tucked the toddler back in the crib.
“I don’t know. He’s been sleeping through the night most of His life. There must be something that has Him agitated. Ever since He learned to walk He’s been into everything.” Mary sat up in bed. She noticed a light coming through the cracks around the door. “How long have we been in bed? It can’t be that close to morning.”
The voices and unfamiliar sounds outside got louder, Joseph walked to the door. “You stay here. I’ll go see what’s happening.”
Mary watched the door close, then witnessed Jesus deftly hoist Himself over the side of the crib and land on His feet. He walked over to her. She set Him on her lap. “Why do I get the feeling You know what’s going on, here.”
Joseph opened the door and stuck his head in. “Jesus has company.”
He stepped back and held the door open. Three majestically dressed men walked in followed by someone carrying a lamp. They stood and stared at the child.
Joseph walked in looking over his shoulder. The door stayed open. “You hold that right there.” He joined his family.
“We expected to find you in a palace. That’s where most kings are born, but the star lead us here. You must be the Promised One.” All three men dropped down on one knee and bowed their heads.
When they stood the first man clapped his hands twice. Jesus blinked His eyes with each clap, then smiled. “Ooh… Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle You, Your Majesty.”
Another man walked in carrying a box, handed it to his master, then left. The first man approached Jesus, got down on one knee and set the box on his other knee. He opened the box. Mary and Joseph’s mouths dropped open. “I give you the finest gold I could obtain. A king must have gold!”
Jesus reached in past the coins and rings and pulled out a bracelet. He placed it in Mary’s hand. Joseph slid it on her wrist. She smiled, then gave Jesus a hug.
The second man raised his hands, then paused. He motioned for another to enter the house. He held his semi-circular box in one hand and opened it. “I give You frankincense from my homeland. A most pleasing aroma for Your future palace.”
The third man quickly motioned for his gift. He brought his cylindrical box to Jesus and twisted the lid off. “My myrrh is the best in all the world. I have perfected the purification process.”
Mary breathed deeply. “I wish you guys had shown up the night Jesus was born. This is the most heavenly smell on Earth.”
The three men stared at each other. Joseph laughed. “It’s a long story, you had to be there to appreciate it. So, who told you the Messiah was born?”
The men looked around for a place to set their gifts. Joseph picked the box of gold up off the first man’s knee and set it on the table. “Ooh… this is heavier than I thought it would be. We can set these over here.”
The first man stood. “We have parts of your scripture from when your people were in captivity. Our studies told us it would be soon.”
The second man motioned upward. “When we saw the new star in the western sky we knew it was pronouncing the arrival of the Promised King. We made haste to come to the palace, but Herod seemed surprised to hear of the new-born King of the Jews.”
The third man stepped forward. “He called in the religious leaders to learn of Bethlehem being the place of this Holy One’s birth. The star returned to guide us to your house.”
The first man stepped forward. “Herod called us in for a private meeting. He wants us to tell him where we find this new King so he can come and worship Him, too. But, he seemed to be hiding something from us.”
Joseph nodded. “You are very wise, Sir. Herod is the most paranoid king I ever heard of. He’s already killed off some of his own family members who he felt wanted his throne. I fear his brand of worship would include child sacrifice. Namely, of this Child.”
Mary hugged Jesus tightly. A camel sneezed, she loosened her hug and Jesus squirmed out of her arms and walked to the open door. Joseph caught up to the toddler as He left the house. He returned with the boy in his arms.
The first man started to the door. “We shall leave you fine people so you can get some sleep. Do you know where we can set up for the night? We’ll be returning home in the morning.”
Joseph pointed to his left. “The stables are a few blocks south of here. If the shepherds say anything to you tell them Joseph and Mary sent you. They’ll help you in any way they can.”
The second man faced Mary. “Thank you for allowing us access to the long-awaited King that your God promised so long ago.”
The three men bowed to Jesus one last time before they left. Joseph carried Jesus out so they could watch the camels.
NO, I don’t care how many movies, plays, or stories you’ve encountered, the wise men were not at the stable the night Jesus was born. It’s impossible for them to have gotten there from the former Babylonian Empire on the same night the star would have first appeared. It would have taken them anywhere from a few months to over a year to travel that distance from where they started. Not to mention making the necessary preparations for the journey.
But, they knew their’s was an important mission. Their destiny awaited. As your’s does, my friend. As the saying goes…
WISE MEN STILL SEEK HIM.
I’ll see you later. Wade