Christmas Eve

The Christmas Eve service was nice.  Real Nice, with just the proper amounts of old Bible verses and singing Christmas carols, and standing and sitting, and watching children mesmerized with candles and wax drippings while Silent Night came from the strings of a harp.

Lots of hugs and happiness and visiting in the Fellowship Area.  But I, being merely a guest for this one service, got to leave before the last light switch had to be flipped.

I went a bit away from my usual route on the way home, to be able to look at all the pretty lights.  I’ll have to look up who won the prize sponsored by the newspaper.  I think all are beautiful on these long winter nights.

Most of the way up Main Street, the same headlights were in my mirror.  The turn signal came on same time as mine, so we turned onto our side street.  I pulled into my driveway, then the white van went on into the next door neighbor’s.

I called out “Merry Christmas!” across the yard, their family called back the same.

I came on into the house, and hadn’t even set down my purse yet, when we heard a hummm outside.
“Is that a saxophone out there?” my husband asked.

“No, it’s bagpipes!” I exclaimed.

I turned back around, flipped on the porch light, then he and I went out.

There at the bottom of the steps was the neighbor boy, I think he’s about 10 years old now, in full Scottish dress and kilt, playing “Oh, come All Ye Faithful”.

ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL.  Brought tears to my eyes.
I had to grab onto the arm of my mister for a minute.

This is the season when we remember the birth of Jesus, the Prince of Peace.  I can tell you that hearing a harp at the Worship Service,  then bagpipes in my own backyard, is a fine way to help with remembering the Reason for the Season.

Merry Christmas!

~~love and Huggs, Diane


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