I saw the star shining brightly in the east, but it was not interesting at the time. My life was difficult at best, and it seemed to me that it couldn’t get worse. My cancer diagnosis and the death of my wife had begun to take its tole on me, and I had lost all interest in the things that I did when I was young. My children came to visit me and I couldn’t play with my grandchildren, or visit with them without getting tired and worn out. And the depression that I felt was most unbearable. The Christmas holiday had become a wast of time and energy.

          I had Benn a faithful man in the past, but now it seemed that I had been abandoned by all the ones that cared for me in the past. My wide Sarah always made sure that the house had the right decorations and the tree was placed in the right place and the packages were wrapped up with care. She said that Christmas was the happiest time of the year, not just for the children, but for the whole world, for the peace and happiness that we spread as humans was multiplied forever. But with out her I have lost that feeling.

        I was looking in some old papers the other day and found a Christmas card that Sarah had sent o me before we were married. I open it up the paper yellowed with age still had the printing and here writing visible. It said “Peace and joy to the ones who seek the true meaning of the Christmas gift” “Whit love your Christmas angle” “Sarah”. As I looked at the card and the memories welled in my heart. The vision of the bright star that I saw last week came to my mind. I decided to look for it tonight and see where it led.

        The night was cold but I saw the bright star. So I decided to follow it and see where it led me. I got in the car and started to drive watching for the bright star and where it led me. About twenty miles for town on a back country road, the star seemed brightest on this one spot, so I stopped and get out to see what I could observe. Just off the road was an old county church, Its doors were opened and the sounds of joy est Christmas melodies were coming from inside. I went inside and sat down with the crowd.

         As I sat and listened to the songs and the Children began to act out the Christmas story, I began to feel that my feelings of hopelessness and depression had vanished, and I was again a faithful and happy human. And then the children  laied  the baby Jesus in the manger and gave praise to him, and I too gave praise.

          I had found the true meaning of Christmas and it was not the decorations and food and presents under the tree, but the reason for the season the Love and hope of the world, that I will spread for years to come.