Follow the Star

For an area that has been in the worse drout for twenty years, it's been raining constantly the last six weeks. Right after Thankgiving, late one evening, I was driving to a super Walmart to pick up some milk and noticed that I could actually see a star.

It wasn't until that moment that it dawned on me that I had not seen a single star in almost three weeks. I looked around and only one star was visible and it glowed so bright it was nearly blinding.

With Christmas music playing on the radio, and the streets decorated with holly and lights, it wasn't suprising that my mind recalled the star the wise men followed to the manger and baby Jesus.

I'm not a religious person by any means, but I thought the star they followed must have appeared to them like this . . . so bright there was no doubt on their parts as to where they would go.

Smiling at my fanciful thoughts, I pushed the star from my mind and completed my trip to Walmart. As I pulled into the parking lot I was overwhelmed at how packed it was. I had to park way out on the edge of the lot and people were streaming into and out of the store.

Oh, Christmas shopping. I'd forgotten.

As I climbed from the car, I looked toward the store and was shocked to find the single bright star appeared to be sitting directly over the peak of the center of the Walmart store.

All I could think was how glad I was the wise men weren't looking for Jesus tonight.