A Vision Of A Child Comments

Under the Christmas tree sits a nativity scene in the old town square. I sit on a rustic wood bench and reminisce on the stories I've been told about Jesus being born on Christmas Day. When all of a sudden I hear movement in the bushes; I turn my head and look over my shoulder. With a sudden fright, a tall pure white stallion with feathered wings, steps forward and says, "My name is Peg, climb on my back and I'll take you to where it all began." I arose to my feet and got on Peg's back, held on tightly to his mane. He galloped off at full speed facing into the wind and took off soaring into the night full of stars, being guided by a large, bright, glowing star.

Peg turned his head and said, "That is the Christmas Star ahead."
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