This isn't meant to be a plug for the real meaning of Christmas, but it's okay if that's what you get from it. It is also a week late in coming due the the procrastinating nature of the author.
On black Friday we were in McDonald's when Don overheard a conversation at the counter of a man talking about a presentation of Handl's Messiah at a neighboring parish coming up on December 2. This happens to be our favorite holiday music. So he looked into it and got some tickets for the performance which was scheduled for the first Sunday of advent.
The music was performed by the Metropolitan Chicago Symphany Orchestra and the St. Raphael Parish Choir in the church itself. It was absolutely amazing. The acoustics were as fine as anywhere, and the music could well have been sent from heaven above. All for the small price of $10. After a brief intermission, the second act was a short concert of traditional Christmas carols both religious and secular. The orchestral arrangements were updated to sound current without loosing their traditional flavor. Of course, then came the children involved in a light procession singing Silent Night making it seem just right. We left there feeling now it is time to let the holiday spirit begin.
There are no pictures today, because my musings are all about the sounds that warm my heart.
Beautiful music which though created by man can only be inspired by God.
Little boys singing "Twinkle, Twinkle, little pizza"
A little girl writing a story about the turkey who tried his best to survive Thanksgiving.
A 4 year old explaining the nature of Zombies and insisting it is all true because it is in the movies
Playing " Let's steal things from Pa"
Quiet conversation with the oldest of the bunch.
The unending joy and giggles of all the grandchildren.
These are the real sounds of Advent. I can wait lose myself in these while I wait for the special joy that is Christmas to arrive.
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