Thursday, December 17, 2015

Christmas Peace

Christmas is just feeling like TOO MUCH this year.  Maybe it's the enormous amount of presents I just finished wrapping, (trying to make sure that everyone received the same amount) or maybe it's all the sugary sweet candy and cookies I still need to make, or maybe it's all the Christmas concerts and programs and practices, I don't know.  But I just feel done in.  And we still have a ways to go.
The trouble is, these are all good and nice things, things that I don't want to get rid of, but I just feel overwhelmed.  Probably at least some of you can relate?  Maybe next year somehow I will try to make things a little more simple.  But probably around the end of October I will be so excited for Christmas that things will go crazy again...  Sigh.
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heaven's all gracious King!"
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats o'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing:
And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing.

And ye, beneath life's crushing load, whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow,
Look now! For glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing:
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing.
(was this verse written for me??)

For lo, the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years shall come the time foretold,
When peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendors fling,
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing.
~Edmund H. Sears~
The fruit of righteousness will be peace;
the effect of righteousness will be quietness and confidence forever.
My people will live in peaceful dwelling places,
in secure homes,
in undisturbed places of rest.
Isaiah 32:17-18
That sounds nice- I am looking forward to it, how about you?

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