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The Christmas Star Imagine for a moment if we woke up one morning to Discover a new star in the sky. Not any old star Mind you, but a very special star
The Star would be headline news everywhere. Where Had it come from and what was it doing? Questions Without answers I fear. A new star suddenly appears In the sky exactly two weeks before Christmas. What On earth can it mean and who sent it?
Scientists would be in a quandary as stories of a New Nativity grew both in stature and number. Multitudes Gathered outside keen to bask in the dazzling light of This wondrous new heavenly portent
And thus a miracle slowly began to take shape. People Turned away from their idols and looked to the star for Fulfilment and each day the star grew in intensity until Everyone on earth felt the healing power of its light. At Last here was a truth the whole world could see and Believe in. The star could not be denied nor could its Presence or its effects be overshadowed by false Rhetoric from false pulpits and soon places of worship Everywhere opened their roofs to the sky and the Glorious light of the star
The star had no earthly agenda, it was totally neutral Favouring no one regardless of faith but loving everyone Who walked within its light. The star was love plain and Simple and the rewards were many guns dropped faster Than bombs and bombs like other instruments of death Where laid to rest as soldiers knelt with their enemies to Gaze at the star. A second coming had truly come to pass Not as a man, nor as a woman, but as the long awaited
Christmas Star
© Joseph G Dawson A peaceful Christmas to you all
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