Monday, 10 December 2012

Wise Men. Wise Gifts?

A few years ago now I found a wee article about how different things might have been on that first Christmas morning if it had been three wise women who’d turned up at the stable rather than three wise men.

 If it had been three wise women,

then they wouldn’t have worried about asking for directions

they’d have turned up on time,

they’d have brought a casserole,

they’d have cleaned the stable

they’d have helped with the birth

and they’d have brought some practical presents!


Aye - very funny.

Well since then, some man somewhere has thought about that scenario a little more and suggested that as they left, the conversation between the three wise women might have gone as follows…

Well, you’ll be waiting a while to get that casserole dish back, then.

And that was one of your Le Creusets!

Did you see the state of that old robe she was wearing?

It’s no wonder, I don’t think Joseph’s even working just now.

What kind of a husband is he? How much effort does it take to log on to Trip Advisor and book a hotel room?

I always said he was far too old for her, and you know what – between you and me, I don’t think the baby looks anything like him!


So maybe it wouldn’t have been much better after all.

But at least the women might have brought some practical presents.

 
I’ve always said that the best gifts we got when we had our kids were the folk who arrived with a shepherd’s pie or a dish of lasagne.

And in no small part, that’s the kind of need we’re trying to meet through Food Angels in our congregation.

But I think we can be a wee bit unfair on the Wise Men for choosing to bring gold, frankincense and myrrh.

As far as they were aware, they were coming to see an infant King. What do you bring a child who, to the best of your knowledge, already has everything? He wouldn’t need clothing or bedding or toys. Plenty of those in a royal palace.

It looks like they wanted to bring him something that would recognise his status and express their esteem, and the three items they chose were among the most expensive commodities available in the ancient world. Gifts that were suitable for royalty.
Gold we can understand. Money’s rarely an unwelcome gift. And even today, folk will often give babies gifts of money to give them a good start in life.
 
I was talking to a lady the other day who was telling me that when she went to the supermarket with her newborn baby she’d come home, lift the baby out, and there would be handfuls of pound coins in the pram. People would slip money into the pram to bless the baby when she wasn’t looking! It was just something they did in the place where she was living.

So the gold we understand. It’s the other two that seem a little bit weird. And what are they anyway – frankincense and myrrh?

 

Well both of them are plant products: hardened, sweet smelling resins that are extracted from trees. A deep cut is made in the tree’s bark, the resin pours out and hardens into tears which are collected and used as-is, or sometimes purified.

 The word Frankincense comes from the old French franc incense, meaning pure incense, and it’s been traded in Arabia and North Africa for something like 5000 years. It’s prized for its fragrance and it’s still used as an incense in Christian worship to this day, but you can also find it in candles, oils and aromatherapy products. Yemen and Somalia are the biggest exporters in today’s markets.

 

Myrrh has a similar kind of provenance and history, but it’s also thought to have some benefits in pain relief and because of that it’s often used in traditional medicines and remedies. Another significant use in the ancient world was in embalming, a technique perfected in Egypt - the country where the infant Jesus would soon be spending the early years of his childhood as a refugee.

So there you have it – gold, frankincense and myrrh. Royal gifts for a baby King. Not practical, maybe, but fitting.
 
And we could leave things there. But there are strong hints in the Scriptures that whether the wise men realised it or not, these gifts have more significance than we might realise.

7 centuries before the birth of Christ, the prophet Isaiah spoke of a time when kings from the East would travel to the Holy Land to pay homage to Israel’s God.

“The wealth of the nations will be brought to you;
From across the sea, their riches will come.
Great caravans of camels will come,
from Midian and Ephah.
They will come from Sheba, bringing gold and frankincense
People will tell the good news of what the Lord has done”.

Frankincense was one of the spices especially bound up with the worship of God in Israel’s temple – it spoke strongly of prayer and mystery and the divine presence.

And myrrh makes a much later appearance in the Jesus story. As he’s being crucified they offer him wine mixed with myrrh to drug the pain, but he refuses to drink it; and later still, when Joseph of Arimathea takes Christ’s body away for burial, the balm he applies before wrapping him in linen is a mixture of myrrh and aloes.

Tradition holds that these seemingly odd gifts the wise men bring to Jesus have a deeper meaning because they point to the three offices of Christ – the gold for his Kingship, the frankincense for his Divinity, and the Myrrh for his sacrificial death.

Maybe they’re not so strange after all.

And I want to leave you with another story that tradition brings us, and although you won’t find this in the Bible, the point it makes is entirely sound.
 
It’s the legend of the fourth wise man..
 
In the story, his name was Artaban and he travelled from Persia to rendezvous with the others, bringing with him his gifts for the new King - three precious jewels - a sapphire, a ruby and a pearl.
 
On his way to meet the other three, Artaban met an old Jewish man by the roadside, who was almost dying from fever and he decided to stay with him until he recovered.  But because of that choice, he missed meeting up with the other three wise men who were already on their way to the West.
 
The old man told Artaban that the Jewish prophets said the new King would be born in Bethlehem. Artaban sold his costly sapphire to raise money for the sick man, and only when he had recovered, did Artaban set out for Bethlehem.

When he arrived there and made enquiries, he was told that the other wise men had left 3 days before. A young mother told him that the family he was seeking had fled, and that the people of Bethlehem were anxious because it was rumoured that King Herod was going to punish the town.

While Artaban was in Bethlehem, wondering what to do next, the soldiers arrived with orders to kill all the baby boys they could find. The young mother he’d made friends with was very frightened because she had a young son, so when the captain of the soldiers ordered the child to be killed, Artaban came to the rescue and gave his ruby to the soldiers to buy the boy’s life.

Artaban now had only one of his gifts left - the pearl, but he decided that whatever else he did, he would keep on searching for the king.

Finally, after 30 years, he came to Jerusalem at the time of the Passover. The city was buzzing with talk about a man called Jesus who some were proclaiming the Son of God and the King of the Jews, and who was soon to be crucified.

Artaban wondered whether he could use this last jewel to save the life of this man, Jesus. But as he hurried through the streets of the city he came across a young girl who was crying. She told Artaban she was crying because she was going to be sold into slavery to pay off her father’s debts. Artaban felt he couldn’t pass by and leave the girl crying so he gave her the pearl, the last of his jewels, to gain her freedom.

At that very moment Jesus passed by carrying his cross to the place of execution. Their eyes met, and in that moment Artaban knew that this was the king he’d been looking for all these years.

“My Lord, I’m sorry – I have no gift to bring you.” he said.

 “You’ve already given me your gifts” said the Christ. "I was hungry and you fed me. I was dying and you nursed me back to health. I was going to be killed, and you intervened on my behalf. I was in chains and you set me free”.
 
“But how can that be?” said Artaban. "I’ve never even seen you before today, my Lord”. 
 
“When you did it for the least of these, my brothers and sisters, you did it for me” said the Christ.
 
Amen

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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