Last night I saw a star. It shined brightly in the New Mexico sky. Little did I know that what I saw were two planets, Jupiter and Saturn, coming closer together to shine brilliantly. I stood in back yard with reverence for the miracle that I saw, knowing that the last time the planets came this close was during the Medieval period. Maybe the event will happen in another thousand years. Such a rare opportunity left me speechless as I took in the incredible view.
The ancients called what they saw in the sky a miracle, something holy and set apart. I cannot blame them for acknowledging the amazing sight led me to the same conclusion. I wonder if the wise men witnessed the same event that I saw. The site compelled learned men to action and invited them to follow something beyond reason, something that spoke of Divine intervention. They had to follow the light in the darkness.
Taking in the beauty, I could not stop thinking of a favorite poem written by Robert Frost. “So, when at times the mob is swayed to carry praise or blame too far, we may choose something like a star to stay our minds on and be stayed” (Choose Something Like a Star, Robert Frost). The light of Christ starts as a small, beautiful star. Something big enough to capture our attention and hold our imagination; it compels us to follow its beauty. We surrender our hearts to the One who gives us signs that overwhelm us with a reminder of the vastness of Holy love.