So, I realize that I am getting a little Christmas crazy... but I come by it naturally (anyone who has been to my mother's house during the first week of December would already know that)
Anyway, I thought I would share a little Christmas experience with y'all. As I was driving in my car today, listening to my holiday cd that my brother gave me last year, O Holy Night came on. I have plenty of versions of this song but this particular rendition was by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. I hate to admit this but usually I'm not the biggest fan of the MoTab. I can appreciate them as a very talented and inspired choir... but I often opt to listen to other artists in my collection. Today, however, this particular song really stuck a chord (if I may be so punny).
This version of the song starts out with just the women singing in a semi soft sort of way. Then the men join in with this almost booming, amazing sound. The song is so powerful. I love any song that you can really feel the emotion in and so this one definitely inspired me today.
Why the song hit me today when I've listened to it a million times before? I guess it reminded me of last December when Regan and I went with his parents and little brother for Family Home Evening to see BYU's Museum of Art exhibit, "Beholding Salvation: Images of Christ". One of the first paintings as you enter the exhibit was one that depicted the birth of Christ. At first glance I thought it was kind of odd looking but it quickly became my favorite (not necessarly because I thought the art was amazing but because the idea behind the art was something I hadn't really thought of). The picture was acutally a full-sized mural and was filled with paintings of people surrounding Mary and family. The tour guide told us that it was a depiction of spirit children witnessing the greatest miracle ever. I thought of myself being there and the feeling of hope that I would have had. The the lines, "A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn," brought this image back to me.
I don't think I can elloquently write the feeling that came over me but I was reminded of the true meaning of Christmas and why we have reason to celebrate in the first place. It is easy for me to get caught up in the hustle and bustle of shopping and decorating. And even though I am usually trying to do nice for others during December, I wonder if I really remember the Savior as much as I should. Maybe I'll have to listen to this song more...

(this is one my favorite manger scenes.
I couldn't find the one I mentioned)









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