The thing I fear most about growing old is that my kids will no longer be in concerts and then I won't drag myself out of the house to go to concerts and then I will miss out on the great pleasures in life. The DSU Orchestra Concert was amazing again this holiday season.
The concert actually taught me to love The Twelve Days of Christmas.
And Christmas just isn't Christmas unless I hear Sleigh Ride!
Friday, January 1, 2016
Phew. The holiday season is winding down. This year I've spent some time thinking on the extra stories we tell around Christmas. I love holiday specials. I got to watch both the classic movie "It's a Wonderful Life" and the stage musical that was based on it. (No man is a failure who has friends). I got to watch Rudolph (Let's be independent together,) A Charlie Brown Christmas (I guess I just don't understand Christmas,) and The Grinch (maybe his heart grew 10 times that day). But my mind kept wandering back to the story of The Little Drummer Boy (not necessarily the cartoon, but the song).
Every Christmas eve, my children gather and sing and play. This is their gift for me. Each time I play at church, this is my offering to my Heavenly Father. Each time I sing with the choir, this is my praise to Him. Music is the most interactive form of worship I know and like the Little Drummer Boy its all I have to give.
This year Macey hooked the family up with an opportunity to play prelude before a Lutheran Christmas Eve Mass.
What a great excuse for us to practice as a family
What a great opportunity for us to sing praises to our King!
Posted by Joan Runs Through at 10:36 AM