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What about the gift?
What gift?
The gift – for the
baby! We can’t go to see the baby empty-handed!
Oh yea! What shall we
bring him? Diapers? They’ll need
a lot of those…
Nooo – bringing diapers
to the king???? Are you kidding me?
But what else? Maybe
we can pick up something from Toys’R’Us along the way…Thomas the
Train…?
It must be special…
really special. Because this Baby is special. I mean, I know that EVERY baby is
special… but this one…He is the future king!
How about gold? The
purest gold there is…
That's a thought... gold is an appropriate
gift for the king… it represents power and purity and riches… yes, we’ll bring
some gold for him… but what else?
What do you mean, ‘What else?’ Isn’t gold enough?
Nooo… I don't know... it doesn’t seem that bringing just gold is enough… There’s
gotta be something more…
'Just gold'?!! 'Something more'?!! That’s the best we got! You can’t better the best.
Yes you can. How’bout…frankincense?
Frankincense?!!! Have you lost your mind? Bring frankincense to a baby?
As a gift? Do you really want to go into history under the term 'weird'?
Well… maybe he has a point… babies stink sometimes, you know…
That's NOT what I meant, like a Glade air freshener or cat litter granules… I thought of it more like the scent of... the way you smell the rose... or the bread... or the Presence ... the way you can smell a prayer in a person without a word...
They all fell silent. Listening - to their breathing. In and out… and then it came to them… the
scent.
For there is nothing quite like the scent to
evoke… memory…
... to stir…mystery…
... to transcend time and space, tangible and
intangible and bring them together right here, right now, in perfect unity.
The way prayer does.
Instantly they knew it.
Yes! We must bring along frankincense – of the purest kind… from the mature tree… that has grown out of the rock… and shed its tears into the purest form
of frankincense… For this baby brings - they look up to the star - the heaven and the earth together like no one
else… It’s a perfect gift for him.
Well, then, we are all set now. We’ll
bring along gold and frankincense.
There’s something more…
More??? There’s nothing more. We
are done with the shopping list. Plus there is no room in the luggage.
Just one more thing…one more thing we must bring to him…
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