I meant to write something deep, meaningful… profound even. But it really just isn’t in me at the moment.
I have a couple of drafts that will appear eventually. But they’ll be less relevant to my life at that time.
Me and December do not get on.
The Christmas season for the year has well and truly kicked off. I have sung a few songs, holiday and otherwise, at various times recently. I guess specifically the Christmas carols I’ve sung have filled me with joy and hope. They usually do.
The carols are like the greatest hits of western music: only the best and most beautiful have passed the test of time, and when I sing them, I often think of the many, many generations of people who sang them before me.
All of these songs share the same message of peace and joy.
On a very long, dark, winter night, all of the people got a glimpse of a great light, which filled them with hope.
Peace, heavenly peace, is the refrain and quite a good one at that.
[some thoughts via Dan Wilson]
