The Star Child
Once, not so very long ago, way up in the heavens, there lived a star child. She lived there with her angel and the other star children, who were her friends. She was very happy living among the stars, with her angel and her friends. Sometimes the children visited the sun, the moon and the planets, gathering gifts and stories. One night, the star child was snuggled up with her angel, and they were looking out at the thousands of sparkling stars in the sky, when the star child saw something that she had not seen before. It was a planet, and it was blue and green and most lovely to behold.
“What is that place?” she asked her angel.
“That is the planet earth,” the angel replied. “Come, I will show you.”
And together they went to visit the earth. When they got there, they saw great oceans and mountains. They saw forests and winding rivers. They saw birds flying in the sky and animals walking on the face of the earth. The air was crisp and cold, the trees were bare, and big,
fluffy white snowflakes drifted to the ground. Children threw snowballs at each other, laughing. They saw families building snowmen together and watched children slide down snow-covered hills.
The star child and the angel saw many people working and playing. Among them the star child saw a kind man and a loving woman,and she felt something stir within her.
“I would like to come here,” said the star child.
“And so you shall,” said the angel, “But first you must rest. While you sleep, I will weave you a garment, for when you leave here, you must leave your heavenly garments behind.”
While the star child slept snug and warm in her bed, the angel gathered threads of light from the sun, the moon and the stars.
As she wove the strands into a garment for the sleeping child, she sang:
“Sleep my little star child,
Sleep the long night through,
While you sleep I will weave a
Garment of light for you.”
So the child slept for many days and weeks and months. When she woke up, the angel said, “Now it is time. Put on the garment I have made for you.”
The child put the garment on. The angel led her to a bridge made of all the colors of the rainbow.
The angel held the child close and said, “Take courage.”
And the child walked across the bridge without looking back. She knew the angel still watched over her.
Soon the child saw once more the kind man and the loving woman. The woman reached out for the child and held the little one close to her heart. The child looked into the loving faces of her father and mother, and heard them say, “We shall call her Star Child, and she is the best gift of all. Welcome, little one. We are so glad you are here.”
This story is a version of the birthday story I told in my nursery classes and posted here a while back. But I have often told it as a seasonal story around this time of year. As we enter into the darkest days of the year, it is a celebration of the light of new life coming out of the darkness. It resembles, of course, the story of the birth of Jesus that is told this time of year, as well. It is intended to remind the reader/listener of the light within each child–and all those who used to be children. I hope you enjoy it!
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