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In the Stars His Handiwork I See



Travelling home for Christmas had me very thoughtful.I had my tickets booked via Delh in a Vistara flight and I got more than I bargained for.Flying was a joy.The service was impeccable and the food amazing.I actually enjoyed a biryani for it's fragrant rice instead of the meat pieces and that is saying a lot considering that it was a packed lunch on the flight.The entertainment panel was open to our electronic modes as with the international flights.They were hassled about the delay and hurried things up and almost made time.The hostesses were helpful and kind.The road travel from Baghdogra to Mangan was a four hour drive through the bends and breaks.I travelled along Teesta as the evening lights were flickering on and one could see stars and Christmas decorations in the christian homes on the way.
It has often brought a lot of joy to our hearts.
My uncle who goes for early morning walks to the town towards the North suggested we get up early in the morning to see the Christmas lights in the town.The older generation have been going to that town for their morning walks forever.There was not a single believer in those dark places.My father was suddenly diagnosed to have diabetes in his early sixties and like most things he does he took his morning walks seriously sometimes getting up as early as three thirty in the morning and when he reached that town he used to sit by the road and used to pray his morning prayer.
So much of effort has gone in from different denominations and as we walked in the dawn we were able to catch the christmas lights with the stars all along the hillside.
While driving home from Baghdogra the other day I had been scrounging around for Christmas stars in the houses we passed by when my eyes suddenly fell on the stars in the dark sky.That was when it hit me that everything actually belongs to Christ regardless of whether we acknowledge it or not.


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