I have been thinking about the Bethlehem star. On the blackest night, a beam of light illuminated the place where the Christ child lay.
Was it Jesus’ star? I think I have always thought so. But it was the prophet-shepherds and wisemen who saw it and followed. I believe that star belonged to them and it belongs to each of us.
I remember a time of my life when mental darkness was threatening to take me down. As much as I longed to, I couldn’t see my way out of the dark.
In a particularly desperate moment, I felt the impetus to become completely still. Then, I had a quiet realization that I didn’t have a personal mind with personal thoughts that needed to be controlled. I could trust the one divine Mind to know whatever was necessary for and about me. I could have confidence that Mind, God knew me as His child, and I could trust Him with the details of revealing what that meant.
I felt safe. I felt that I was being led, thought by thought, from darkness to light.
I fell asleep, and upon waking, I found I’d broken free of the depression. My thoughts were clear and directed. I had followed the star and I was healed.
Saw a pale star passing by,
Guiding them at break of day
Where the babe in meekness lay,
Born the gracious news to tell,
God with us, Immanuel.
Star of being, still thy light
Shines before us in the night,
By those radiant beams we find
Christ, the Truth, for all mankind.
Christian Science Hymnal, #11