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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Christmas with Christ – Melchoir’s Story Wondrous symbols and signs appear in the heavens, heralding that an amazing event is about to happen… the birth of a royal child in the town of Bethlehem, one who will transform the world and make it whole again. Guided by the light of a strange brilliant star, I and my companions travel by night from afar. We come to pay homage to this newborn Jewish King, this Prince of Peace who will save our world from sin. We wonder, how can this be, when all we see are such wretched signs of abject poverty? Joseph, Mary, and Lord Jesus, the little Baby, sheltered with oxen, sheep, and lamb in a stable. But we three kings humbly fall on our knees in wonder, bowing our heads and giving our hearts to this Babe so tender. Sensing we’re in the midst of a divine, royal presence, Gaspar, warm brown eyes aglow, gifts Him rare frankincense. Noble Balthazar, his dark chocolate skin glistening, presents Him with aromatic, rich myrrh, for anointing; and I, Melchoir, entranced by this miraculous sight, bring precious gold to worship Him, this Child of Light. Holding the Babe in my arms, there're no words to be said; but as I cuddle Him closely, I’m overcome with intense dread. For in a vision, I can clearly see Him suffering years ahead; He’s nailed to a wooden cross, wearing a bloodied crown of red. Impulsively, I’m tempted to hide Him in my warm cloak of gold, and help Him escape from a fate that’s been foretold. While history will see me as only one of Three Wise Men, none will ever know that I could’ve changed fate right then. But wisely I realize that it’s not for me to decide whether this innocent Child shall live or be crucified. I only know I must not interfere, but leave Him to fulfill His Messianic destiny, by carrying out God’s divine will. So while sadly, reluctantly, for the Orient I must depart, I also leave with happiness and great hope in my heart, as my vision also revealed, there’s redemption in His blessed birth; and there'll be good will toward all men and Peace on Earth! 11-22-2015
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