It comes as a surprise to some to discover that astrologers were the first persons to be told that the King of the Jews was going to be born, and even more, that they saddled up (complete with valuable gifts) to make their journey to his birthplace and pay him homage.
Through them, we are invited to look at Advent through the creation window, for the Babe of Bethlehem is none other than the Cosmic Christ–the Lord of all creation–the one through whom all things came into being. The Son of God–second person of the Holy Trinity–became flesh, and dwelt among us, full of grace and truth.
These astronomers received their first glimpse of this incarnation as they read what saints of the ages have called “God’s first book.” And still today, many first sense God’s reality by observing creation–whether it be a day at the beach, a hike on a mountain trail, or sitting almost breathless before an amazing sunset. The God who was satisfied to use the stars to get the Magi’s attention, is still pleased when creation becomes a window through which we look to see the divine.
“O Little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by…”