My wife Mary is a singer/songwriter. It all started with her plunking out tunes on her cousins piano. Mary’s parents saw a natural ability and so they procured a piano, from the stories Mary’s dad Harold told of getting it home, the first piano was a beast. But they got it home, then they found a piano teacher and the rest is history. She has been playing ever since. Mary finds peace and solace in playing. When she needs to decompress or sometimes needs to get energized she will sit at the piano and play, on some occasions it will be for hours.
Music brings rest to troubled and weary souls. If I think back to how it must’ve been for Mary and Joseph, newlyweds in a strange town, no place to rest except a barn, weary from travel and then the labor starts, this baby, this unexplainable baby, this baby that was not started like any other baby in history, this baby from God, this baby was God, this baby was coming and the only place they could find for shelter was a barn. Having a baby is difficult and messy but then there it is, this little human. Breathing and wriggling and crying and needing warmth and care and sustenance.
I wasn’t there in the manger, but I have been there in the birthing room with our own four kids and couple of the grandkids. Holding the baby and snuggling and cooing and singing just trying to bring the baby peace.
Mary recorded an instrumental version of Silent Night. I hope you will click the link and listen. If you like it, please share with friends and family. From our family to yours, Merry Christmas.
Like this song says, sleep in heavenly peace…..
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Thank you. ❤️
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