I have often thought of something that happened to my sisters and I when we were children in the 70s.One Christmas morning I woke to see a life size image of Jesus on our bedroom wall,i woke my sisters and we sat in awe of the beautiful glowing shining scene before us.so excited were we, we forgot all about presents from Santa and spent a long time looking at the image and all knelt on the floor, after a while i asked if i could get mum and dad and went running in to parents room shouting come and see Jesus when i got back to our room Jesus had disappeared I was so disappointed mum and dad didn't see the picture it was so beautiful and of course they thought we had all been dreaming.Christmas presents could not compare to the wonderful gift we received that Christmas morning in wincobank)_sheffield.