In the world of acting there is a term; “fake it ‘til you
make it.” This is used to cover the
pretense of making your career sound better than it is. In contrast there is also the thinking that
says to make an attitude or habit a part of your life you can live that until
it becomes part of you. In the final
song I will visit from Christmas Eve and Other Stories we have a moment
of meditation.
It is so appropriate that as I write this the first real
snowfall of winter is happening. I will
go to church and prepare for our Christmas open house next week. This song reminds me that Christmas is a
promise. It is an old an ongoing promise
by God to return the world to himself.
He will eventually move past our failures to a world where things are
good again.
The reason it is taking so long is because he uses us to do
it. Whenever I do not live the promise
of Christmas I hinder the reclamation process.
When I do live it I become closer to becoming it. So I walk through this season singing and
praying that I can be a benefit to those around me. I desire to make Christmas last forever one
moment at a time.
So even when I am tired or feel burdened I must remember the
goal of my journey. I have a long way to
go and I can see the cold and snow as either a hindrance or a blessing. To me it is always a blessing. So now while my world is still asleep I will
continue to prepare. For Christmas and I
both have promises to keep.
PROMISES TO KEEP – Trans
Siberian Orchestra
Christmas time
On a cold December
morning
All is calm
And the world is still
asleep
Christmas lights
That have been caught
without warning
Gently glitter on
Stars to wish upon
All the world is at
peace
Christmas time and the
year will soon be leaving
Cloaked in time till
it's just a memory
Christmas stays if we
don't forget its meaning
Days go quickly by
Years they multiply
And we go searching
for thee
And the dream is still
alive
From that first
December morning
And it always will
survive
As long as we can see
That the dreams we
find in life
Are the dreams we tend
to seek
And Christmas has its
promises to keep
And the moments just
beginning
From last night
When we'd wished upon
a star
If our kindness
This day is just
pretending
If we pretend long
enough
Never giving up
It just might be who
we are
POSTLUDE:
And so it's good that
we remember
Just as soon as we've
discovered
That the things we do
in life
Will always end up
touching others
So from a fading neon
star
Somewhere shining in
the night
We find a father far
away
Now reflecting in its
light
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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