They followed the star through the streets of Bethlehem, out of the nice part of town, through the not-so-nice part of town, into the really-not-so-nice part of town, down a little dirt track, until it stopped right over... a little house.
But wait.
It wasn't a palace.
And there weren't any guards.
Or servants.
Or flags.
Or red carpets.
Or trumpets. Or anything.
Did they get it wrong?
Or was this what God meant?
-Sally Loyd Jones, The Jesus Storybook Bible
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