*~* "The Angels Cried" *~*

They came from near
They came from far
Following a distant star
To where he lay

Not being sure of what it meant
but knowing it was heaven sent
they made their way

And the creatures gathered round
And didn't make a sound
And the angels cried

The angels knew what was to come
The reason God had sent his son
from up above
It filled their hearts with joy to see
And knowing of his destiny
Came tears of love

And the creatures gathered round
And didn't make a sound
And the angels cried

I've often thought about that night
And wondered if they realize
that star so bright
Was sent to tell all of them the son
of God would soon become
The son of man

And the creatures gathered round
And didn't make a sound
And the angels cried
And the angels cried
And the angels cried

"The Real Beauty Of Love"

"Can I see my baby?"
the happy new mother asked.

When the bundle was nestled in her arms, and
she moved the the fold of cloth to look upon
his face, she gasped.

The Doctor turned quickly and looked out the
tall window. The baby had been born without ears.
Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect.
It was only his appearance that was marred.

When he rushed home from school one day, and
flung fimself into his mother's arms, she sighed,
knowing that his life was to be a succession of
heartbreaks..He blurted out the tragedy.
"A boy, a big boy...called me a freak."

He grew up, handsome for his misfortune.
A favorite with his fellow students, he might
have been class president, but for that..

He developed a gift, a talent for literature
and music.."But you might mingle with other
young people," his mother reproved him, but
felt a kindness in her heart..

The boy's father had a session with the family
physician. Could nothing be done?.."I believe
I could graft on a pair of outer ears, it they
could be procured" the doctor decided.

Whereupon the search began for a person who
would make such a sacrifice for a young man..

Two years went by. Then, "You are going to the
hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will
donate the ears your need.
But it is a secret" said the father.

The operation was a brilliant success, and a
new person emerged. His talents blossomed
into genius and school and college became a
series of triumphs. Later he married and entered
the diplomatic service.

"But I must know!" he urged his father. "Who
gave so much for me? I could never do enough
for him".."I do not believe you could," said
the father, "but the agreement was that you
not know..not yet."

The years kept their profound secret, but the
day did come...One of the darkest days that
ever pass through a son..He stood with his
father stretched forth a hand and raised the
thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal.. that the
mother had not outer ears.

"Mother said she was glad she never let her
hair be cut, "he whispered gently, "and nobody
ever thought mother less beautiful, did they"?

Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance
but in the heart. Real treasure lies not in what
can be seen, but what that cannot be seen.
Real love lies not in what is done and known,
but in what that is done but not known..

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