Silent, to-night, is Bethlehem, along the hushèd ways, no eager feet of worshippers, no melodies of praise. Yet, in the quietness that fills the waiting hearts of men, the ancient miracle of hope is wrought to-night again. – Eugene Field, Christmas Eve 1914
What a year we’ve had to reflect upon this Christmas. As we’ve trudged on through life’s great obstacles, putting one foot in front of the other, we may, perhaps now more than ever, reflect on life’s great blessings. We may be grateful for all we have and try to also be mindful of those who have far less.
This year we will be celebrating Christmas differently, most of us within the quiet of our homes. This may be a disappointment for some and a blessing for others. Regardless, we must be stoic and understand that through history many have come before us who have faced much greater challenges.
I like to gain courage from the Christmas Truce that occurred in 1914 between the English and German troops. If they could find the spirit of Christmas in those cold, dirty trenches more than a hundred years ago singing carols together, I too know that I may find the spirit of Christmas staying safe in the comfort of my own home.
Something else I found very uplifting recently was a Vera Lynn Tribute put on by BBC. Vera Lynn’s songs of hope and home brought encouragement to the troops during World War II. The tribute I watched involved frontline workers in England who sang “We’ll meet again”.
We’ll meet again, don’t know where, don’t know when, but I know we’ll meet again some sunny day.
Let us this Christmas have fond memories of the past, courage in the present and hope for the New Year.
I send my love to you all and have deep gratitude for those who have shown such great support for me and Herma’s with your patronage, friendship and words of encouragement. It has meant a lot to Harry and I.
Merry Christmas from the bottom of my heart.
I know we will meet again very soon.