JANUARY 6, Three Kings Day, has come and gone, and we are left to calm, gentle days of rest, or back to the daily grind of day-to-day living. Holiday gifts were enjoyed, others stored as precious keepsakes — to cherish when we open the vault of memory during inspired moments.
January 6, last day of the Christmas Tree to stand tall — finally kept in storage along with other bits and pieces like the replica of the Three Kings carved in wood. Gee, that must have been in the Christmases of long ago. I remember a Christmas card placed under the tree with a picture of the Three Kings — making me recall a homily of our parish priest about the gifts of the Three Kings: gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And who were these three gift-bearing Kings of ages past: Gaspar, Melchor, and Balthazar.
This might be far-fetched from the biblical story of the Three Kings. This is about my high school classmate Melchor. His parents must have named him after one of the Three Kings. He had always been “Melsor” to us his classmates. Only our teacher could pronounce his name correctly as when Miss Teacher would ask Melchor a question or reprimand him whenever Melchor would misbehave.
As the story goes, the Three Kings were apathetic to the sign NO ROOM AT THE INN — the Inn that earlier had refused entry to Mary and Joseph. Garbed in sovereign ensemble with their royal mien, the Three Kings continued with their long journey. Were they astride in horses or camels? The question remains — answered only in your own choice of Christmas decors and symbols.
If my recollection is right, NO ROOM AT THE INN is also the title of the play we had in high school of yesteryears. The play also featured the song of the same name. Three classmates, acting the roles of the Three Kings recited poetic lines: We three kings of Orient are/Bearing gifts we traverse afar./Field and fountain, moor and mountain,/Following yonder star.
The Bible speaks of Epiphany, a revelation: “The Star of Bethlehem, or Christmas Star, appears only in the nativity story of the Gospel of Matthew, where [Gaspar, Melchor, and Balthazar] (Magi) are inspired by the star to travel to Jerusalem.” The Three Kings went down to the manger to see the King of Kings because there was NO ROOM AT THE INN. Let’s go down in the manger to see the King of Kings For there’s no room in the Inn.
Every issue of the Reader’s Digest features Laughter is the Best Medicine. I wholly agree. Laughter knows no season. So, sometimes or oftentimes, go burst into laughter. Or, maybe it’s my stomach a-bursting after filling up with the tempting offerings of the Three other Kings. Really? Why? Read on:
The first heartiest, funniest, rib-tickling email I got in 2019 came from my friend Mila Oncena-Marzo, quoting her verbatim:
“According to a legend, 6 pala ang original na kings, but only 3 reached Bethlehem. One went to USA and become Burger King, one went to China town to become Chow King, and one went to Manila to become Tapa King.”
Did you get your heart’s content? To everyone, a happy, prosperous, peaceful 2019! ([email protected]/PN)