welcome my friend ----- Original Message ----- From: "Sugarsyl" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Tuesday, December 12, 2006 1:47 AM Subject: [RecipesAndMore] Re: A Christmas Star
> > Delma, > dear, this hit home. > thanks. > Syl > > From home to home, and heart to heart, > From one place to another. The warmth and joy of > Christmas, brings us closer to each other. > -Sylvia C. Lopez > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "delma bliss" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > To: <[email protected]>; <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > Sent: Monday, December 11, 2006 6:46 PM > Subject: [RecipesAndMore] A Christmas Star > > >> >> A CHRISTMAS STAR >> >> * Published by permission of the American Book Co. >> >> KATHERINE PYLE >> >> "Come now, my dear little stars," said Mother Moon, "and I will tell >> you the Christmas story." >> >> Every morning for a week before Christmas, Mother Moon used to call all >> the little stars around her and tell them a story. >> >> It was always the same story, but the stars never wearied of it. It was >> the story of the Christmas star--the Star of Bethlehem. >> >> When Mother Moon had finished the story the little stars always said: >> "And the star is shining still, isn't it, Mother Moon, even if we can't >> see it?" >> >> And Mother Moon would answer: "Yes, my dears, only now it shines for >> men's hearts instead of their eyes." >> >> Then the stars would bid the Mother Moon good-night and put on their >> little blue nightcaps and go to bed in the sky chamber; for the stars' >> bedtime is when people down on the earth are beginning to waken and see >> that it is morning. >> >> But that particular morning when the little stars said good-night and >> went quietly away, one golden star still lingered beside Mother Moon. >> >> "What is the matter, my little star?" asked the Mother Moon. "Why don't >> you go with your little sisters?" >> >> "Oh, Mother Moon," said the golden star. "I am so sad! I wish I could >> shine for some one's heart like that star of wonder that you tell us >> about." >> >> "Why, aren't you happy up here in the sky country?" asked Mother Moon. >> >> "Yes, I have been very happy," said the star; "but to-night it seems >> just as if I must find some heart to shine for." >> >> "Then if that is so," said Mother Moon, "the time has come, my little >> star, for you to go through the Wonder Entry." >> >> "The Wonder Entry? What is that?" asked the star. But the Mother Moon >> made no answer. >> >> Rising, she took the little star by the hand and led it to a door that >> it had never seen before. >> >> The Mother Moon opened the door, and there was a long dark entry; at >> the far end was shining a little speck of light. >> >> "What is this?" asked the star. >> >> "It is the Wonder Entry; and it is through this that you must go to >> find the heart where you belong," said the Mother Moon. >> >> Then the little star was afraid. >> >> It longed to go through the entry as it had never longed for anything >> before; and yet it was afraid and clung to the Mother Moon. >> >> But very gently, almost sadly, the Mother Moon drew her hand away. "Go, >> my child," she said. >> >> Then, wondering and trembling, the little star stepped into the Wonder >> Entry, and the door of the sky house closed behind it. >> >> The next thing the star knew it was hanging in a toy shop with a whole >> row of other stars blue and red and silver. It itself was gold. The >> shop smelled of evergreen, and was full of Christmas shoppers, men and >> women and children; but of them all, the star looked at no one but a >> little boy standing in front of the counter; for as soon as the star >> saw the child it knew that he was the one to whom it belonged. >> >> The little boy was standing beside a sweet-faced woman in a long black >> veil and he was not looking at anything in particular. >> >> The star shook and trembled on the string that held it, because it was >> afraid lest the child would not see it, or lest, if he did, he would >> not know it as his star. >> >> The lady had a number of toys on the counter before her, and she was >> saying: "Now I think we have presents for every one: There's the doll >> for Lou, and the game for Ned, and the music box for May; and then the >> rocking horse and the sled." >> >> Suddenly the little boy caught her by the arm. "Oh, mother," he said. >> He had seen the star. >> >> "Well, what is it, darling?" asked the lady. >> >> "Oh, mother, just see that star up there! I wish--oh, I do wish I had >> it." >> >> "Oh, my dear, we have so many things for the Christmas-tree," said the >> mother. >> >> "Yes, I know, but I do want the star," said the child. >> >> "Very well," said the mother, smiling; "then we will take that, too." >> >> So the star was taken down from the place where it hung and wrapped up >> in a piece of paper, and all the while it thrilled with joy, for now it >> belonged to the little boy. >> >> It was not until the afternoon before Christmas, when the tree was >> being decorated, that the golden star was unwrapped and taken out from >> the paper. >> >> "Here is something else," said the sweet-faced lady. "We must hang this >> on the tree. Paul took such a fancy to it that I had to get it for him. >> He will never be satisfied unless we hang it on too." >> >> "Oh, yes," said some one else who was helping to decorate the tree; "we >> will hang it here on the very top." >> >> So the little star hung on the highest branch of the Christmas-tree. >> >> That evening all the candles were lighted on the Christmas-tree, and >> there were so many that they fairly dazzled the eyes; and the gold and >> silver balls, the fairies and the glass fruits, shone and twinkled in >> the light; and high above them all shone the golden star. >> >> At seven o'clock a bell was rung, and then the folding doors of the >> room where the Christmas-tree stood were thrown open, and a crowd of >> children came trooping in. >> >> They laughed and shouted and pointed, and all talked together, and >> after a while there was music, and presents were taken from the tree >> and given to the children. >> >> How different it all was from the great wide, still sky house! >> >> But the star had never been so happy in all its life; for the little >> boy was there. >> >> He stood apart from the other children, looking up at the star, with >> his hands clasped behind him, and he did not seem to care for the toys >> and the games. >> >> At last it was all over. The lights were put out, the children went >> home, and the house grew still. >> >> Then the ornaments on the tree began to talk among themselves. >> >> "So that is all over," said a silver ball. "It was very gay this >> evening--the gayest Christmas I remember." >> >> "Yes," said a glass bunch of grapes; "the best of it is over. Of course >> people will come to look at us for several days yet, but it won't be >> like this evening." >> >> "And then I suppose we'll be laid away for another year," said a paper >> fairy. "Really it seems hardly worth while. Such a few days out of the >> year and then to be shut up in the dark box again. I almost wish I were >> a paper doll." >> >> The bunch of grapes was wrong in saying that people would come to look >> at the Christmas-tree the next few days, for it stood neglected in the >> library and nobody came near it. Everybody in the house went about very >> quietly, with anxious faces; for the little boy was ill. >> >> At last, one evening, a woman came into the room with a servant. The >> woman wore the cap and apron of a nurse. >> >> "That is it," she said, pointing to the golden star. The servant >> climbed up on some steps and took down the star and put it in the >> nurse's hand, and she carried it out into the hall and upstairs to a >> room where the little boy lay. >> >> The sweet-faced lady was sitting by the bed, and as the nurse came in >> she held out her hand for the star. >> >> "Is this what you wanted, my darling?" she asked, bending over the >> little boy. >> >> The child nodded and held out his hands for the star; and as he clasped >> it a wonderful, shining smile came over his face. >> >> The next morning the little boy's room was very still and dark. >> >> The golden piece of paper that had been the star lay on a table beside >> the bed, its five points very sharp and bright. >> >> But it was not the real star, any more than a person's body is the real >> person. >> >> The real star was living and shining now in the little boy's heart, and >> it had gone out with him into a new and more beautiful sky country than >> it had ever known before--the sky country where the little child angels >> live, each one carrying in its heart its own particular star. >> >> Delma >> >> > >> >> >> -- >> No virus found in this incoming message. >> Checked by AVG Free Edition. >> Version: 7.5.432 / Virus Database: 268.15.16/582 - Release Date: >> 12/11/2006 4:32 PM >> > > > > > > > > -- > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG Free Edition. > Version: 7.1.409 / Virus Database: 268.15.16/582 - Release Date: > 12/11/2006 > > --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ Access the Recipes And More list archives at: http://www.mail-archive.com/recipesandmore%40googlegroups.com/ Visit the group home page at: http://groups.google.com/group/RecipesAndMore -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
