The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love. Galatians 5:6

Tuesday, December 17, 2024

Hush the Noise

 


In 1849 a Unitarian Pastor named Edmund Sears wrote the poem that became the Christmas carol, 

"It Came Upon a Midnight Clear."

About the third verse in, he observed in his time....

Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;

Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring;
O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing.

Politics and Christmas.  
Probably not anyone's best combo.
But there he was.
And here we are.

Big news from Ottawa.
Hard decisions, hot words, 
unhappy uncertainties.
Like December rain, 
dampening holiday spirits.

Ah.
Until.
We hush.
Stop talking.
Stop fighting.
Stop everything.
and 
just
listen.

Maybe then the love song can win.
If not in parliament
then here
in me.

It's a start.

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