Sir Harry Lauder, who lost his only son in the first Great World War, was visited in New York by a man who told him a beautiful and touching story. In American towns any household that had given a son to the War was entitled to place a star on the window pane. 'Well,' said Sir Harry, 'a few nights before he came to see me, this man was walking down a certain avenue in New York, accompanied by his wee boy. The lad became very interested in the lighted windows of the houses, and clapped his hands when he saw the star. As they passed house after house, he would say, "Oh, look, daddy, there's another house that has given a son to the war! And there's another! There's one with two stars! And look, there's a house with no star at all!"
`At last they came to a break in the houses. Through the gap could be seen the evening star shining brightly in the sky. The little fellow caught his breath. "Oh, look, Daddy," he cried, "God must have given His Son, for He has got a Star in His window." He has indeed!' said Sir Harry, when he repeated the story.
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
(John 3. 16; 2 Cor. 9. 15; 1 John 4. 14)