The Bethlehem Star

The Bethlehem Star
Pg. VIII
“Nothing,” I whispered back. “Let’s stay real still.
We’re best off right here behind the fire.”
The giant bear stopped as soon as it spotted our fire.
She stood up on her hind feet and sniffed the air, first in our
direction, and then toward the petrified lamb. And then she
did something that I’ve never seen any animal do. She turned
on her hind feet and just stared at that new bright star in the
sky, the one that’s over your Bethlehem tonight.
And then, after maybe a minute or so, with her cubs
tugging at her legs, she moved slowly closer to that terrified
lamb, and curled her huge fury body up under the shelter of a
large pine tree, tucking her two cubs up close under her
forepaws, no further than five or six paces from the lamb.
The cubs nuzzled in and seemed to go immediately to sleep;
and the mother bear just rested her large head on her paws
and seemed to look rather sadly at the lamb.
Mary and I watched this for what seemed like an
hour or more before we both started to nod off as the warmth
of the fire and the heated rock enveloped us.
When next I awoke to stoke the fire, I was amazed to
see that lamb tucked in right against the powerful neck of
that bear, sleeping incredibly peacefully as the giant beast
lifted one eyelid to watch my movements by way of
protecting her young.
Never before have I seen anything like that in my
life.”
Well, there you have it, readers. If this young man is
to be believed— and he does have an amazingly honest face
—then has a miracle of nature been witnessed in our
homeland? Has that wondrous star we’ve all seen overhead
these last few days been an omen of the changing of an era?
Could it be that we are actually ushering in a time of peace
among our people? If a Messiah—our King, and the savior
of our people—is to be born during these cold and darkened
days of Kislev, then the big question becomes, who is he?
This, the real story today, may take us many many
years to discover.
Sooo, for us
lucky ones, EVERY
day is Hump Day.
From Our Readers...
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There’s no way that scumbag is going to
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instead; I’m telling you!
~ Lydia, daughter of Noah of the tribe of
Napthali
Just a caution to your readers, Bethlehem Star.
That recipe you printed last month for gefilte
fish was out of the known world. I made some,
and now I can’t get my relatives to leave.
~ Sympaticus the Light-Headed of Caesarea
Your review of our new play, The Last Dance
of Julius, now playing at the Amphitheater of
Caesarea, completely missed the point. This is
our first offering of a really sound musical
comedic tragedy, and you are keeping people
away!
~ Euthanasius of Gad
This newspaper always arrives with dirt on it!
What’s going on?? Can we get a new
paperboy?
~ Disgusted in Bethany
Ed. Note: Readers, this IS an underground
newspaper!