I often wondered about them.
Already they traveled so long. They've been on the road for months, perhaps even years, guided by a star of all things!
Their personal celestial GPS.
They covered so much ground. They’ve been through so much, as any traveler
would attest that being on a journey has a way of spawning many a strange
adventures. But they persevered, they pushed through thick and thin, undeterred. Dauntless.
Now, at last, they are almost there, almost arrived. Almost to their destination. The culmination of their hopes and dreams, the very reason for their existence is almost at their fingertips!
Almost.
I wonder what were they thinking?
Thank you Star for your faithful
service and guiding us with uncanny precision thus far, but... we can take it from here…? We got this. Just asking any local would get us there…Excuse us, Sir… excuse
us, Ma’am… Are you from here? We
are not…
The couple skips the patronizing, ‘that’s kind of obvious’
and being the nice, hospitable people they ask the strange entourage what they need.
We are looking… do you
happen to know where we can find the newborn king…we saw his... ?
A newborn king? Hmmm,
we didn’t know the queen was even pregnant… Well, of course - a newborn king
would be born in the Jerusalem Memorial –the best of the best… that’s where the
queens go to give birth to the heirs to the throne. But, you are going the wrong way – you need to
go NORTH from here. THERE! - they emphatically point towards the palace, towards the temple - NOT south!
And thus the well-meaning couple, earnestly desiring to be helpful, convinced
they know exactly what they are talking about point the weary travelers in the wrong direction...
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