Sunday was a full day. After church, I took my 6 year old and her friend to a Christmas event at our local history center. We were serenaded by a kids choir, had pictures with Santa and made ornaments, along with other Christmas decorations.
After spending several hours there, I was very tired and glad to return home. I wanted to call it a day and hibernate but my daughter wanted to go hear the Christmas music at church. Reluctantly I agreed and we headed back out for the 6 p.m. concert.
The lights went down and the music began. As I listened to the familiar songs, I began to smile and quietly sing along. Then they surprised me with an outstanding performance of "Mary's Boy Child", which has a Jamaican rhythm. By that time my heart was happy.
The next surprise came with a new arrangement of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen". Exactly as our Minister of Music said, the song was arranged as if it had been written in the 1970s instead of the 1700s. The words and the melody were the same, but the accompaniment and the vocals were definitely disco era and Donna Summer. At the end of this song, my heart was overjoyed.
Psalm 118:14. The Lord is my strength and my song. And He has become my salvation.
When I left church, I wasn't tired anymore. Just hearing the story of Jesus' birth through the music was enough to send my heart soaring with joy and my body was strengthened with the reminder of God's sweet salvation through a baby named Jesus.
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