First off…MAGI…what’s up with that? Who are they…what are they…where did they come from? We’re aren’t really told much. We do know they were from the far east…very far east. Probably followers of another god or gods. Perhaps followers of a philosophy more than a religion. We do know however, when they saw a sign from God…they followed. They were given an incredible invitation. They were invited to come worship and enjoy the newborn King…God in the flesh. Instead of sending an RSVP…they simply came.
What about the people next door? We’re told (in scripture) that by the time the Magi get to Jesus, He is nearly two years old. What about the people who lived next door and in the cities right around where He lived? Why didn’t they come?
Let’s not forget…the invitation was a star in the sky. This wasn’t a black-tie event with an exclusive star-studded invite list. This invitation was to all…come and worship the King!
Those furthest from God were the only one’s to respond. Not the “religious elite.” Not the next-door neighbors. No one. Proximity to God doesn’t necessarily equate to relationship with Him. In addition, if we don’t look for God all around us, chances are we’ll probably miss Him.
What things are we missing? What signs has He shown us? Who around us is in need that we have neglected? Signs and invitations are always different, but they are always present. May we open our eyes.


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February 13, 2007 at 1:24 pm
patrick
Hey Chad,
It was great to meet you at Humana 2.0. I hope that you and your family enjoyed the rest of your time in Central Fla., and that your hand is feeling better!
If it helps to lessen your load, I arrived back home (north of Toronto) to about 7 feet of snow. My back hurts from shovelling.
February 13, 2007 at 1:31 pm
chad
Hey Patrick,
Well…you’ve definitely got us beat. We can mourn together.
It was great meeting you. Did you make it to the beach? We went to Cocoa Beach for a while…it was wonderful.
Oh…still no word on my hand…but it is feeling marginally better. Stop by anytime.
February 16, 2007 at 10:51 am
Jason
Ok, Ok, the only thing we all had was Hot Cocoa, so let’s not get out of hand with the boasting here brother. Glad you had a great time. What was the Humana convergence all about, fill us in! Give us a good story about spending time with the McManus’s!!
Jason
February 20, 2007 at 7:39 pm
patrick
Thanks for asking, man - I did get to splash around on a lonely Daytona Beach at about 8:30 on Thursday night. It was awesome … and bonechillingly cold!
Well, as you await word on your hand, I’m now waiting for some news on my foot. I ruptured my achilles tendon this past weekend playing squash. No more shoveling for now. Yay! … I mean rats.
February 20, 2007 at 7:47 pm
chad
Patrick,
Man…you’re kidding. That’s sounds incredibly painful. I had no idea squash could be such a dangerous sport.
We finally found out the results on my hand…bone contusion. Essentially, a really painful bruise on the bone.
Terre Haute is melting away right now. Hopefully no more shoveling for the remainder of the winter. Fingers-crossed.
February 6, 2008 at 7:24 pm
aaron
Hey Chad- Penny for your 40 thoughts- I saw that same post. The comment about people leaving the church you love and trust is always needed to be heard. Hope you are well. -Aaron
February 7, 2008 at 12:37 pm
chad
Aaron,
Great to hear from you. Please stop by anytime. Hope all is well in Indy.