Matt. 2:12 And being warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they departed to their own country by another way.
I often think of my first Christmas as a Christian; first times are often the best or most meaningful. Parris and I were away from home at Christmas for our first time that year, it was December 1973. We were living in Kerman, California, that is a long way from New Orleans. We were in Bible school preparing for whatever it was the Lord had in store for us. We lived in a camper; yep, a 10′ by 17′ travel camper. Our refrigerator was outside, we used the gym for our bath room facilities but still, the camper was our home. We had a Charlie Brown Christmas tree on our little kitchen table, no television or radio but we were living a new life. Unbeknown to me, God had a plan for that first Christmas. It happened as I was reading Christmas cards. The cards each had a verse and they were all speaking to me. There was Isa. 7:14 “Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel”, and Is. 9:6 “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace”. Of course there were many more but you get the drift, the Lord was revealing to me the incredible mystery of the incarnation. I was beginning to get it, God had become a man. This truth was changing my life, I could never be the same. Now when I would go back home, I would return another way. I read a poem that touched my heart about this change several Christmases ago, I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.
JOHN WRIGHT FOLLETTE
” —they(the Wise Men) departed into their own country another way.”
The Wise Men bowed before His crib
Their gifts in love out poured;
Their doubts and fears were all allayed,
They worshipped and adored.
No longer did they need the star,
For they had found the Way.
Home to their country now they went
In light of blazing day.
There always is another way
To those who seek and find
In Christ the Way, the Life and Light
That satisfy mankind.
Another way from that they came
When in their eager quest
They traveled many weary miles
Before their hearts found rest.
Our quest for truth has ended now,
For we have reached the source
Of all our hearts could ever need
In all their fretful course.
The old paths are forever past,
Another way we know.
Who find the Christ will find in Him
Another way to go.
Merry Christmas Y’all !!!!