Today would have been my daddy’s birthday, so I thought I would share a little Christmas poem with you from one of his old books.  I know he’s having a grand old time in Heaven, and he’s seeing the stars from the ‘other’ side…a whole new perspective!  Enjoy…I know he is! -anita

Matthew 2 (KJV)

Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judaea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem,

Saying, Where is he that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him.


“O freshening star above the old worn hill of Bethlehem…”-Unknown


A star has stopped above my heart-

I am aware

Of silver dust upon my face,

And through my hair.

I feel the star points lengthening

Along the air.


A star has stopped above my heart-

So blinding, white-

I cannot see, I cannot breathe,

It is so bright!

It blooms, this silver annual,

Each Christmas night.


A star has stopped above my heart,

A flower in flame.

The same star that stood over Him

The night He came.

I turn, the quick tears in my eyes,

And call His Name.


Written by: Grace Noll Crowell

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