Last year, on the eve of the bright holiday of the Nativity of Christ, I fell ill. I was very upset because I couldn’t go to church for the festive Christmas service.
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But then my mother told me about the Star of Bethlehem, which must appear in the sky on Christmas Eve. I really wanted to see her. I went to the window, but there was not a single star in the sky.

When I once again approached the window, I saw one single, small star in the dark sky. She was small, but she shone very brightly. It burned and shone in the vast dark sky.
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It was a real miracle!

When I remember this star, my soul is light and joyful!

If you ever get sick on the eve of Christmas, don't despair. Wait for a miracle, and it will definitely happen to you on this bright Christmas night!!!
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