The Old Lady at the Beach

As we commemorate the visit of the Magi to the new-born Christ, I wonder what their friends and family thought of their trip from their home to the far away village of Bethlehem.

What did the people they met on their travels think of the men, did they think them crazy? Did they dismiss them as being eccentric?  What do you think of them as you watch them kneeling in front of the Holy Family?

Perhaps the following will help to explain what I mean; A family of five were enjoying their day at the beach. The children were bathing in the ocean and making castles in the sand when in the distance a little old lady appeared. Her grey hair was blowing in the wind and her clothes were dirty and ragged. She was muttering something to herself as she picked up things from the beach and put them into a bag.

The parents called the children to their side and told them to stay away from the old lady. As she passed by, bending down every now and then to pick things up, she smiled at the family. But her greeting wasn’t returned.

Many weeks later they learnt that the little old lady had made it her lifelong crusade to pick up bits of glass from the beach so children wouldn’t cut their feet.

 Love in my Master’s Name;

Fr Des Smit