“Okay, I’ll see what I can do.” replied Marvin, “I already have a star. I’ll arrange a cross on the inside of it.” So he went to work on my request, taking down the star from his exterior house Christmas decorations and adding a shape of a cross in red lights intersecting the white lights of the star. When finished, he put the star with its newly lit cross back up on his house until we would need it for the play.
The boy rushes to leave, and then he slows down. Looking up he sees the bright white star and stops. The red lights of the cross come on, glowing and shimmering in the white star. He gazes a moment at the cross in the star and ponders its meaning. “It makes sense. … It must be true. Wow, Jesus did that for me…” He walks a bit, drops to his knees near the stage steps, bends his head, and speaks with feeling. “God, I know you love me, you died for me and my sins. I want you to be my Savior and my friend. I believe in you.”
Quietly the entire cast gathers on stage and begins to whisper-sing, “Mary had a baby born in Bethlehem…the greatest story of them all…” The boy lifts his head, stands a moment with a softened expression, glances at the star, and then moves to join the others. Immediately all the stage lights are ablaze, and we triumphantly sing the finale in full voice, “Come on ring those bells, light the Christmas tree, Jesus He was born, born for you and me…”