Like most people with souls, I really enjoy Christmas music, especially the old, traditional carols. Maybe part of the magic is that we only hear them for a few glorious weeks each year...but there is something, yes, magical, even primitive or ancient, about them, and I feel like a part of history when we sing them at church, with the lights down low, candles shimmering and glowing on faces.
It's probably because I've studied words and poems and sentences and literature for so long, but I can't help see the beauty of the lyrics, so much more complex and layered than the monotonous choruses our generation turns out. The lyrics are timeless because they are meaningful and beautiful.
Traditional Christmas carols are about the baby Jesus, about the manger and the stable and the angels and the shepherds. But the Christmas story isn't just about that instant in time, that particular nativity (birth) scene that we replay and make shrines to. It's about peering into the future. Christmas is about waiting for something. We are all waiting for something.
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Friday, December 25, 2009
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