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inpsirational 1 min read 476 views Oct 17, 2014

a guiding Light

a guiding Light


The Servant was on his journey to Bethlehem.
For days and nights along the way, many strangers sheltered Him. He had heard of a new Birth.

The Messiah of Peace on Earth.

Thousands of servants from all across the Lands,

were bringing precious gifts in their Hands..

but He had no Gift........


He had no Gift. He felt so Ashamed.

He had no gift to bring the new born King.

The Baby Jesus Christ, that his father in the Heaven Named.

 

Then he remembered on his finger, his old family's generation Ring. A symbol of his elder's faithfulness to the word of God-of God.

His mind was so much on pleasing the new born King.

 

He had lost his way in the Night. For hours and hours,

he paced backward and forward and all the time he kept praying and praying. Then often a sudden, a star appeared in the sky
shinning Bright. Oh, a guiding Light.
 

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