'Tis the Season (almost) -- your favorite Nativity photos here!

[Fireball]

Okay, you win. 😂

Guy on the left in the foreground looks like, "WTF?".

What is that thing, "Pottery Jesus"?

[LadyForCamus]

Uncooked meatloaf Jesus!

[Ravenshire]

[ignoramus]

[Foxaèr]

That's a yummy Joseph.  

[Fake Messiah]

This is a classic: Nativity scene for Christians. Two T-Rexes fighting over a cantaloupe for atheists. Win-win!

[ignoramus]

did Mary give birth or just have a shit

[Fake Messiah]

And yet all that Star of Bethlehem myth is actually the Egyptian myth of “three wise men”—the three stars in the belt of Orion—whose rising announced the coming of Sothis, the Star of Osiris: that is, Sirius, the brightest star in the sky, whose coming heralded the annual flood of the Nile.

But hey, the myth still grows today because Christianity always assimilates other popular myths so no wonder it started assimilating UFO mythology.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

The Star (Clarke short story)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Genre(s) Science fiction
Published in Infinity Science Fiction
Publication date November 1955
"The Star" is a science fiction short story by English writer Arthur C. Clarke. It appeared in the science fiction magazine Infinity Science Fiction in 1955 and won the Hugo Award in 1956.[1] It is collected in Clarke's book of short stories The Other Side of the Sky, and was later reprinted in the January 1965 issue of Short Story International as the lead-off story for that issue."

"Plot summary
A group of space explorers from Earth return from an expedition to a remote star system, where they discovered the remnants of an advanced civilization destroyed when its star went supernova. The group's chief astrophysicist, a Jesuit priest, is suffering from a deep crisis of faith, triggered by some undisclosed event during the journey.

The destroyed planet's culture was very similar to Earth's. Recognizing several generations in advance that their star would soon explode, and with no means of interstellar travel to save themselves, the doomed people spent their final years building a vault on the outermost planet in their solar system, whose Pluto-like orbit was distant enough to survive the supernova. In the vault, they placed a complete record of their history, culture, achievements, and philosophy, hoping that it would someday be found so that their existence would not have been in vain. The Earth explorers, particularly the astrophysicist-priest, were deeply moved by these artifacts, and they found themselves identifying closely with the dead race's peaceful, human-like culture and the profound grace they exhibited in the face of their cruel fate.

The final paragraph of "The Star" reveals the deepest root of the priest's pain. Determining the exact year of the long-ago supernova and the star system's distance from Earth, he calculated the date the emitted light from the explosion reached Earth, proving that the cataclysm that destroyed the peaceful planet was the same star that heralded the birth of Jesus. The scientist's faith is shaken because of the apparent capriciousness of God:

[O]h God, there were so many stars you could have used. What was the need to give these people to the fire, that the symbol of their passing might shine above Bethlehem?"