I think he would tell us that the true purpose of his nomadic life became clear as he found the “authentic” King, lying in a manger underneath that bright star. There in a stable on the outskirts of a poor and forgotten little town, among oppressed and broken people, his intention to follow enabled him to discover true meaning and joy: the Holy Nomad, whose cries would awaken new purpose into the world.
You and I spend this time of year in search of many things: the hottest
technological gadget, the closest parking spot at the outlet mall, the
best Cyber Monday deal, the perfect tree, the right guest to bring
prestige to our holiday get-togethers. But do we expend the same effort
seeking the very One whose birth signifies the movement toward
self-sacrifice and responsibility?
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