December 3: Street Lights
I love Christmas music. In fact, I am one of “those” people who start listening to Carols prior to Thanksgiving (and have even been known to celebrate Christmas in July by breaking out the holiday CDs).
Christmas is the only time of year I consider sitting down at the piano and plunking out a few familiar songs. The sheet music is straight from the 1960s and hearing those simple arrangements take me back to our living room on Wood Valley Drive in Houston. The white flocked tree with red ornaments stood in the corner as I conducted my own sing-a-long.
I love ALL Christmas music: church hymns as well as secular rock ‘n roll. I am sure one post this month will focus on the role music has played in our family celebrations.
But today I kept thinking about the lyrics of Silver Bells:
See the street lights, even stop lights, blink a bright red and green…
I have always loved the fact that Christmas turns our every-day, ordinary lives into something special. At any other time of year I only pay attention to stop lights so as not to cause a traffic accident. During December, however, they become a part of the festive light displays. Even the red brake lights on the cars in front of me bring a smile to my face. All of sudden the dull winter landscape becomes cause for celebration.
But in the words of Charles Schultz, isn’t that what Christmas is all about? One baby boy – God incarnate – coming to earth, born in an ordinary stable, bringing peace, joy, and love to this dark sinful world?
I love that this song helps remind me of God’s saving grace every time I participate in such mundane tasks as running errands around town. Christmas is truly the most wonderful time of the year.