One Christmas Eve when I was around 8 years old, we were pulling in the drive-way after making our Christmas rounds, I asked my dad a question. I had been looking for the Christmas Star which the Bible said was over the baby Jesus' manger when he was born. Actually I had been looking for it for several years, I just had not said anything to anybody about it.
"Daddy, why can't I find the Christmas Star?"
"Why Pam? The sky is full of stars. What are you talking about?"
"No Daddy, I mean the Christmas Star, the one the wiseman followed to find the baby Jesus."
"Oh, that star. That star was only out the night that Christ was born. It was there so that men could find Jesus. If you want to find Jesus now all you have to do is look into your heart."
"Ok, Daddy."
"Daddy, why can't I find the Christmas Star?"
"Why Pam? The sky is full of stars. What are you talking about?"
"No Daddy, I mean the Christmas Star, the one the wiseman followed to find the baby Jesus."
"Oh, that star. That star was only out the night that Christ was born. It was there so that men could find Jesus. If you want to find Jesus now all you have to do is look into your heart."
"Ok, Daddy."
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