As a noted modern Wise Man, I grabbed a lunchbox full of frankincense and myrrh and headed out into my backyard last night to see the Bethlehem Star and follow it to whatever manger it might lead me to. Unfortunately for the world, just as I missed the star the last time it was this visible in the year 1226, I missed it yet again on Dec. 21, 2020.
Maybe I’ll catch it when it shows up the next time in 2814.
I am not surprised I missed the Star. All my life I have been racing outside at night, usually with other family members, to look up and see some celestial miracle. I never can see the amazing thing though everyone else seems quite able to spot it and marvel at it.
I think the three Wise Men who managed to find Jesus by following the star actually started out as a holy Fab Four (just like the Beatles) but the poor fourth guy, like me (and maybe Ringo), couldn’t see the Special Star he was supposed to see and so went back into his tent for some peanut butter and a good long sleep. He was probably shocked to read in the papers the next day all about what he had missed.
That was probably the first time anyone ever said the word ‘”Jesus” in an inappropriate way.
People think being a Wise Man is all thrills and laughs.
If they only knew.
©2020 Jim Hagarty
