Three Wise Men: The Untold Story
Wise women also came. The fire burned in their wombs long before they saw the flaming star in the sky. They walked in the shadows, trusting the path would open under the light of the moon.
Wise women also came, seeking no directions, no permission from any king. They came by their own authority, their own desire, their own longing. They came in quiet, spreading no rumors, sparking no fears to lead to innocents' slaughter, to their sister Rachel's inconsolable lamentation.
Wise women also came, and they brought useful gifts: water for labor's washing, fire for warm illumination, a blanket for swaddling.
Wise womoen also came, at least three of them, holding Mary in the labor, crying out with her in the birth pangs, breathing ancient blessings into her ear.
Wise women also came, and the went, as wise women always do, home a different way.
A prayer:
In this and every season may we see them, the wise ones who come bearing your gifts to us. They cloak themselves in garb that rarely draws attention, but they are there at the edge of the shadows, in the margins of our days, on the threshold of our awareness, offering what we most need. Give us eyes to see them now, before they have left to go home some other way, before we glimpse their departing shadows edged in gold and smell their spiced perfume lingering behind them in the air. Amen.
-Jan Richardson, Night Visions
Thanks to Lauren for including this in our YAP news!

