Well, this week didn’t work out quite like I’d planned.
I had a fabulous Christmas-Eve blog post all planned out in my head and itching at the tips of my fingers, ready to type up and share with all of you wonderful people.
As you may have noticed if you popped by, it didn’t happen.
A rip-roaring Christmas Eve morning migraine took over, and the rest of the day was consumed with pushing through the residual pounding to get ready for the evening, which involved playing organ and piano, singing and directing choir, and of course making that Christmas dessert that had to sit in the fridge for 24 hours…
It was a day of strained smiles and “Oh, I’m allright!” said in unconvincing tones (except to a few friends, who got an earful of my panic.) My hands shook as I triple checked that all of the music was transposed properly to play with the trumpet, and that my scribbled notes for when I needed to un-transpose were legible.
Then, the lights were lit. The congregation assembled. The old hymns and ancient words filled our little sanctuary, and for that quiet time, all was right in the world.
SO. Now that we’ve passed through the Day itself, all of the gatherings, and the full day of playing yesterday that I promised my children, I’m back to say:
While it’s a bit belated, I want to pass along my sincere wish that you and yours have been blessed with peace and joy this Christmas season!
Many thanks for visiting
P.S. While I shared this song and video last year, it’s still one of my favorites- a beautiful telling of the Christmas story in song and sand-art. If you’re like me and you haven’t put away the Christmas music quite yet, here’s one more song. 🙂