Horrors! I dropped into our creche earlier - to move the magi to the alcove window ready for the Epiphany House Blessings tomorrow evening and ...Wise Man Number Three was nowhere to be found. He's gorn, scarpered, gone AWOL, taken the long and winding road back to Persian Lands afar... Oh Where oh Where Can He Be? Was he left abandoned in the nativity shoe box all Christmastime, with only a Provencal lavender bag and a pile of wood shavings for company? Or was he ever there to begin with?
This is worrying. Not the best way to begin the New Year methinks. Thank goodness not all creches are as disorganised as the Greenpatch one: Over on Spiritually Directed, the magi have at last reached the stable.Thanks to the wise words of their landlady, they've escaped the scarey prospect of remaining stuck in a Permanent Advent. Thank you, miniature Magi; I've loved following your journeyings along the bathroom shelf. It's helping me process my own sense of Advent discombobulation. If you should come across my missing Wise Man, speak kindly to him and point him back across the Atlantic.
Well, I've just checked the guest bathroom and so far there is no sign of your missing wise one. But I and the wise ones will keep an eye toward the horizon in hopes of spotting your lost #3. Let's hope he doesn't end up at the GoodWill! Feel free to send a photo that I could show my wise guys.
Posted by: Roberta | January 08, 2012 at 03:00 AM
Alas, would that I could! My Wisemen, like yours, journey from lands afar (this year their perilous pilgrimage began on the mantlepiece). So, they are missing from the photo ops. That'll teach me to be liturgically correct!
Posted by: Greenpatches | January 08, 2012 at 01:03 PM