Music is a thing in my family.
Every holiday and gathering is marked by music. Families gathered round a campfire with guitars. Generations circling the piano singing with hearts and souls. Aunts and uncles. Nieces and nephews. Rocking chairs, high chairs, and wheel chairs. Family jumbled together and bonded by music. Especially the music of Christmas.
The music is changing.
The past several years I’ve noticed a change. What has happened to the Christmas music? I went for a drive last night to look at the Christmas lights (what’s happened to those btw? A blog for another time) and tried to find a station with Christmas music. Good luck. I found three. Two Christian stations playing modern pop Christmas songs, which NO ONE knows, and one top forty station playing a steady diet of Rocking trees and reindeer songs.
Left me empty. Left me longing for more. Left me asking is this all there is? We were made for more than Santa, Frosty, Rudolph, and Jack Frost. But, there’s blessing in all this empty and longing for more. It leads us to Jesus.
Hark the herald
Blood, sweat, and tears mixed with hay and straw. A little baby born on a cold bitter night. God’s perfect gift. Peace on earth and goodwill to men. Grace upon grace. Sing a song of Christmas and welcome the Newborn King.
11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. 12 And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.” 13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying,14 “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!” 15 When the angels went away from them into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has made known to us.” Luke 2:11-15
For you listening pleasure, take a break and listen to some music of the season. The music of Christmas proclaims the real reason we sing, Christ the Savior is born.
Listen to the Music of Christmas:
The First Noel
A Cradle in Bethlehem
This one always wrecks me. Every. Single. Time.
Listen to the quiet of Christmas:
By Mary Kane
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