"Who is responsible for this?" The Pastor asked. "I can't believe that no one
has taken care of it. I have been getting phones calls for two days. I didn't
know what to tell them."
For longer than anyone can remember the old Gospel Church atop the hill in
Reddington Valley served as a beacon for those who were lost. Not just
spiritually but even as a land mark for giving directions.
"Turn down Main Street and head toward the brightest star in the sky. You can't
miss it," a traveler would hear.
You see, on top of the old church steeple was a big bright star. It was all one
piece and lighted by a huge light bulb. They actually had placed it up there as
part of a Christmas display and never took it down.
But two days ago the bulb burned out. The entire town was lost without it. It
seemed that the locals were all turned about at night. The confusion started
when someone passing through happened to stop the mayor to ask for directions.
"I looked up and pointed to the star. It wasn't there. Thinking I was facing the
wrong way, I turned around looking for it but couldn't find it," he said. "I
think that guy is still riding around town."
Soon the phone started ringing at the Old Gospel Church. People wanted to know
what happened. The problem was, even the Pastor didn't know. That star was just
always there. He had no idea who kept it lit or where the light bulbs were. That
is until the phone rang late that afternoon.
"Pastor. I'm hoping you can help us," the man said. "This is Chief Robertson. We
just got back from the Delaney house. We found old Jim Delaney dead. It seems
he's been dead about two days."
"I'm sorry. I must tell you that I'm not familiar with the man," the Pastor
said. "No one seems to be," the Chief replied. "There are no known relatives or
friends available." "Well, if it's a burial service you are looking for, I'd be
pleased to do it," said the Pastor. "That would be great. But there is something
else. I'd like for you to come by in about an hour if you can. The house is up
the dirt road on Bishop's Hill across the valley from your church." "I'll be
there," he replied.
The Pastor arrived just as Chief Robertson pulled in. "What is it you wanted me
to see, Chief?"
"Come inside. I think you'll need this stuff."
As they entered the home you could see stacks of unopened mail along with
various books scattered about.
"Over here, Pastor. I believe this is for you."
There on the mantle of the fireplace was a box with a small white envelope
attached. It said "From the star keeper to The Gospel Church"
The note inside it read:
"To whom it may concern:
Back in 1950 my beautiful wife Mildred became ill. We could not afford to place
her in a home so for her remaining months on this earth, I took care of her.
Before her illness she attended your church every Sunday. It was so very
frustrating for her not to be able to attend, once she got sick. But every
Sunday I would position her on the front porch so that she could see the church
across the valley. It was that Christmas someone placed a star on the steeple.
Every night Mildred would say her prayers while gazing out at that star. I had
just pushed her chair over to the window that night. She was barely able to
breathe. As I pulled the shade up I heard her quietly say, "The star. The star
is gone." As I turned around she slumped over with one last sigh. The star
indeed was not lit that night.
After her burial I approached the Pastor and made a deal with him. I agreed to
keep the star lit for as long as I am alive as a memorial to my wife. So many
people had loved that image during the holidays that he agreed to it.
I am near my journey's end. The church can sell my property and all I own in
exchange for a favor. I have provided enough light bulbs in this box to keep the
star lit a few more years. The key to the church door is inside this envelope.
Please find someone who can take on the task of keeping the star lit after my
death. I loved my wife so very much. I want that star to serve as an example of
what love can be.
You can say you love someone but it is not until you show it that love is made
visible."
Jim Delaney
"When did you say he died, Chief?" "Two days ago according to the coroner."
"That's when the star burned out, Chief."
"Consider it done, Mr. Delaney. Consider it done," said the Pastor.
Bob Perks Bob@bobperks.com
Bob Perks is a professional speaker and author. Visit his website at
www.BobPerks.com to sign up for his free weekly messages, "I believe in you!" Or
contact him at Bob@bobPerks.com
The Illustrator: This daily newsletter is dedicated to encouraging
everyone to look towards Jesus as the source of all the solutions to our
problems. It contains a daily inspirational story, a Bible verse and encouraging
messages. HTML and plain text versions available.
The Nugget: Published three times a week, this newsletter features inspirational devotionals and mini-sermons dedicated to drawing mankind closer to each other and to Christ.