The week before Christmas, our senior apartments had our annual Christmas party. I began our time together with a prayer of thanksgiving and blessing. In my prayer, I reflected on how so many of us had memories of past Christmases with family get-togethers, Now we were away from family, living with seniors, knowing that our days were numbered. Yet, we could celebrate the birth of Jesus, knowing that we will soon be going home, since Jesus had come to prepare a place for us. The bells I heard in my youth, sound more loudly as I anticipate my going home to be with Jesus.
We sang many of the old traditional carols, along with familiar songs of the season. I was struck how we all knew the songs by heart. Memories flooded our thoughts as we sang. While the hymns, seemed to keep Jesus in the season, many of the seasonal songs seemed almost out of place. For example, Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas,” and “Walking In a Winter Wonderland.” Much has changed in our culture. All the seasonal songs relate to traditions and memories of our childhood. But with the carols, it seems different. We were singing about the birth of Jesus, which to me, seemed as relevant today, as when I sang them over 60 years ago in Negaunee, Mich.
I thought about our present moment, for all of us, old folks, as we sang, “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day.” The first verse speaks clearly of the meaning of Christmas. “I heard to bells on Christmas day, Their old familiar carols play/ And wild and sweet the words repeat, Of peace On Earth, good Will to Men/ I thought as how this day had come, / The belfries of all Christendom, Had rung so long the unbroken song of Peace on Earth Good Will to Men.” Yes, the carols of Christmas would once again declare “the unbroken song” that declares Jesus was the one who brought peace and good will, which seemed to be in short supply in our day
It was the second stanza that caused me to sing more joyfully and confidently as all the seniors of Northern Lakes Senior Living sang: “And in despair, I bowed my head, ‘There is no peace on earth,’ I said, / ‘For hate is strong and mocks the song of Peace on Earth Good Will to Men./Then pealed the bells more loud and deep, / ‘God is not dead, nor doth He sleep./ The wrong shall fail, the right prevail/ with Peace on Earth Good Will to Men.’
I worshipped the Lord, as we song the second stanza. It meant more to me in 2025. I have the tendency to “despair” about the state of our world today. I am living in a land where “deaths of despair” are on the increase. It seems the voice of negativity reigns loudly in my day. I can find myself “bowing my head” in despair. I contemplate – “There is no peace on earth.” What bother me most is, “hate is strong and mocks the song of Peace on Earth Good Will to Men.”
Then in the company of other senior believers, I remember the old, old story of Jesus and His love, being told for 2,000 years. Yes, the song will continue to be heard “loud and clear.” “Then pealed the bells more loud and deep, “God is not dead, nor doth He sleep. The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, with Peace On Earth Good Will To Men.”
I can sing with confidence as I remember the words of Jesus. “He who testifies to these things says, ‘Yes, I am coming soon.’ Amen. Come, Lord Jesus.” (Rev. 22:21)
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