Hush…. It’s time!
Time to finish the buying and wrapping, time to set our troubles aside. Our cares will still be there next week, after all, and we don’t want to miss the peace that’s promised by the season.
One Christmas hymn keeps floating through my mind, helping me focus. A friend sent me this instrumental version on video (it’s her playing the autoharp) and it’s hauntingly beautiful. I’ve sung it so often, the words come to me wrapped in the tune.
Here’s the first verse in case it’s not familiar:
Ponder nothing earthly-minded,
For with blessing in his hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
Our full homage to demand.
As of old on earth he stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
In the body and the blood;
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heavenly food.
Cherubim, with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the presence,
As with ceaseless voice they cry:
Alleluia, Lord Most High!