Christmas has begun at our house.
“Music on Christmas Morning” by Anne Brontë
Music I love – but never strain
Could kindle raptures so divine,
So grief assuage, so conquer pain,
And rouse this pensive heart of mine –
As that we hear on Christmas morn,
Upon the wintry breezes borne.
Though Darkness still her empire keep,
And hours must pass, ere morning break;
From troubled dreams, or slumbers deep,
That music kindly bids us wake:
It calls us, with an angel’s voice,
To wake, and worship, and rejoice.
May the spirit of Christmas find us .Let it be a balm of comfort and peace, a vessel for love and giving. a beacon of light and hope. May it reside in our hearts forever.
A Christmas message and song from me to you. Followed by an original tune. (work in progress) much like me.
Oops, wait, you guys weren’t meant to see that.:) I do hope you will take moment to read what follows.
Christmas, either the lightest of light or, heaviest of dark..for all those with weeping souls and wounded spirits..my heart is with you.
May the spirit of Christmas find us.
Let it be a balm of comfort and peace,
a vessel for love and giving,.
a beacon of hope and renewal.
May it reside in our hearts eternally.