Probably the cheapest decoration on the tree, but it dangles and sways in the fan breeze, catching the light just so, and draws attention.

I have been pondering that extra large star so long ago and how it drew the wise men. I understand that their journey was a long one and possibly took years.

Is it possible that we are all ultimately drawn by the Morning Star Himself? We search sometimes not knowing that we seek the One. Almost impossible to explain, this search, yet we all try because we just have to, made to. The mystery remains elusive until we meet Him. Once we arrive, we stand in awe, basking in the light of His glory. Home,  found.

As we get to know Him, we realize that He was with us all the time. We were following and yet He was walking right next to us.