The coming of the Kings is celebrated after Christmas.  Who were they, these men who


travelled across the known world to follow a star and visit a new King?  What did they think when they arrived in a humble place and found a baby?  Several years ago I wrote a poem about them.  I hope that you will enjoy it today.


They came.  Singly at first, yet not alone,

Singly at first, yet not alone,

for they travelled with animals

and servants, each one focused

on a specific destination miles from home.


They came.

Across the lonely, weary miles

of desert sands, hot and dry during the day,

cold and clear at night.

A long and dusty quest.


Riding by starlight

which danced like a thousand fireflies

reflected on water; and yet there was no water.

No road, no maps, no signposts,

but, determined, they travelled on.


What drove them in their search?

What was the compulsion that urged them on?

Why did they journey through such inhospitable country

to the point of exhaustion –

the limit of their endurance?


A star


Shining.  Blazing like no other star

before or since has done.

A beacon in the heavens bright and clear –

a banner to be followed.

The colours of a King.


Their paths converged.

Three strangers from distant foreign lands.

Attracted to each other by some strange

hunger none of them understood.

Unable to resist the compulsion to travel together.


They rode on

to the palace of the king.

Luxurious surroundings – lavish furnishings

thick rugs, gold plate, fine food.

A king’s residence indeed


Not here?

How can this portentous starlight child

not be in the palace?  Where can he be?

At Bethlehem the suggestion is made

and the travellers ride on into the night.


But there is no palace in Bethlehem

and yet the star shines brighter than ever

and takes them to a rough and rustic inn.

This can’t be right – not here

These are just ordinary people


Is there a child here?

A child?  A child?  The whisper runs round the inn.

Such very important people looking for a child.

Here, in our inn – is there a child?

Yes, there in the stable at the back.


In the stable?


They look at each other, shocked to the core,

and go to the humble stable where cows and sheep

stand placidly among the straw.

And there – lying in a manger is the Child

they have travelled so far to find.


His parents look up, startled

by the arrival of such grand folk.

The travellers enter and fall to their knees

in front of the Child – giving their priceless gifts

of gold and myrrh and frankincense.


This is the Child!

In the core of their being they know

with absolute certainty that this is the King

they have come to worship.

The King of kings.  The Lord of lords.


Then they leave

Returning to their homes in distant lands

awed by the Child they have seen.

This starlight Child who called them from afar

to worship and adore, who changed their lives.





About Mandy Hackland

My love in life is to encourage others to deepen their relationship with God. I write devotional material, stories and small group studies with that in mind. I live in South Africa and also love spending time in the bush, bird watching and walking. I do live in the city but make the most of the green spaces that surround me.
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1 Response to Travellers

  1. Rutherfoord, Jon says:

    Thank you Mandy


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