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it's Christmas time again

Posted on December 13, 2013 at 7:25 PM Comments comments (1)

Well, I just put up our Christmas tree again...one of those artificial trees with lights installed at the factory.  We have saved hundreds of dollars over the years.  This tree never wears out, even rotates round and round.  But it is heavy and I wear myself out every year hauling it down from the attic, assembling it, plugging it in, trying to figure out how to get all the lights working with the right plugins, moving the furniture so it can occupy the place designated  by Donna


What a joy it is to finally have it all assembled, rotating, lights shining in the middle of the afternoon.  Can't wait to see it at night!


Heard a great program on my wayback from my docor's office on Christian Radio about the origin of some of our Christmas carols.  Perhaps you have heard the story of the carol "I heard the bells on Christmas Day" written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.  It is a carol of great personal despair and grief suffered by Longfellow in the loss of his wife Frances who died of an accidental fire when her dress caught fire from candles on a Christmas tree.  Longfellows son Charles also was wounded during this time as he fought in the Civil war.  Longfellows poem turned from sorrow to hope.  Perhaps you can identify with Longfellow.  Here are the words of his song:


I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,

and wild and sweetThe words repeat

Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom

Had rolled alongThe unbroken song

Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,

A voice, a chime,A chant sublime

Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,

And with the soundThe carols drowned

Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,

And made forlornThe households born

Of peace on earth, good-will to men!


And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;

"For hate is strong,And mocks the song

Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"


Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;

The Wrong shall fail,The Right prevail,

With peace on earth, good-will to men."


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