Good Morning Xangaland!
I have had a Christmas Carol heavy on my heart these last few days…. Oh Holy Night… Strange that something so completely ingrained into the very fabric of who I am can suddenly change the way I see things.
I went to a ladies tea last week. We ate the little sandwiches and drank tea and talked. It was a wonderful time and the perfect opener to Christmas… It really put me in the spirit. Then the guest speaker got up and began. It was a girl that I grew up with and loved very much. We haven’t seen each other in years.
She sang the song O Holy Night and suddenly I found myself in tears. As the rest of the evening went on and more carols were sung I found myself brooding over the words to this song I have heard thousands of times.
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining;
It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
These first three lines simply say that we, the world, are laden by our sin and on this night our savior, Jesus Christ, was born…. Simple and amazing.
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
This line quite literally floors me. My spirit identifies with this. Jesus came into this world and the souls of man leaped in joy. I sometimes dream that this will be the most amazing part of heaven. To see your creator face to face and feel your spirit recognize its maker….
A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices,
This line makes me tremble. To feel that hope, that joy. To be a horse that has after a long journey scented water and feels refreshed at just the promise of a sip.
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
A new beginning for all of mankind…Something coming in the world that no man could really know or understand.
Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night, O night divine!
How could you do anything but fall on your knees.
I never really thought about it…. That Christmas carols really say something.. I find that I often don’t really see things as an adult. There are so many things in life that learned as a child and just took at face value and now as I grow older I have begun to look around and see things with new eyes… quite a journey.
“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. His mercies are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness. The Lord is my portion says my soul, therefore I hope in Him”