18 April 2017

Holy Ground Reprise ~ Opening Thoughts

Greetings Dear Reader,

I have mentioned song worms and their impact on me.  I have had one working its way through my brain for almost two weeks now.  Having to pay attention to Holy Week I needed to let it have its way with me without much work on it.  Am I at last free to address the worm and all it is saying to me.

It is not small thing that the worm also involves Christmas.  I take anything that forces me to think of Christmas very seriously.  As I take a little time to unearth the worm and his lessons I get to enjoy thoughts of Christmas. 

I will of course share the song and the lyrics bellows.  The link is to a very beautiful driving video.  I have listened to the song on repeat at work for all of the last two weeks.  It is obvious that there are messages of Christmas and family.  There is, however more.  Please, Dear Reader join me as I journey on pondering and positing holy ground, road trips, and a thousand memories.


I'm driving home for Christmas,
Oh, I can't wait to see those faces.
I'm driving home for Christmas, yeah,
Well I'm moving down that line.

And it's been so long, but I will be there;
I sing this song to pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for Christmas

Its gonna take some time
But I’ll get there

Top to toe in tailbacks.
Oh, I got red lights all around,
But soon there’ll be a freeway, yeah,
Get my feet on holy ground.

So I sing for you,
Though you can’t hear me
When I get through
And feel you near me.
Driving in my car
I’m driving home for Christmas

Driving home for Christmas
With a thousand memories.
I take a look at the driver next to me;
He's just the same.
Just the same…

Top to toe in tailbacks.
Oh, I got red lights all around,
I’m driving home for Christmas, yeah,
Get my feet on holy ground.

So I sing for you,
Though you can hear me
When I get through
And feel you near me.
Driving in my car
I’m driving home for Christmas

Driving home for Christmas
With a thousand memories.
I take a look at the driver next to me;
He's just the same.
He’s driving home, driving home
Driving home for Christmas

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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