The next day they set off for Bethlehem, and the star went ahead of them the whole way until it finally seemed to stop right overhead as they approached a house in the center of the village. And there was a woman with a child in the house, a toddler. There were other women and other children in the village, but somehow they knew that this was the child they sought, the one whose birth the star had heralded. In him they saw hope for the world. Hope for the Judeans, and hope for foreigners like them as well. God was at work here, in this little boy, to change the world, to make everything right. They wouldn’t have been able to explain it to you if you had been standing right there next to them. And yet they knew it was true. They were overwhelmed with joy, and presented the child with gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
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