Sunbonnet Soliloquy
By Jewell Ellen Smith
It takes some doing around to get ready for
Christmas.
There is the shopping to do, the gifts to wrap, the
cards to mail, the goodies to bake, the floors to wax, the windows to wash, the
decorations to drag out and put up ... Why, it wears one out just to think
about it!
Yet, getting ready for our biggest and best holiday
season would be simple if a person would start, say, the first week in
December. But who can get such work
underway before she gets the “Christmas Spirit!”
On the other hand, some women roll up their sleeves
and do too many things. They get so
bogged down in the work -- and so weary from it -- that they take no time to
even think of the Christmas Spirit.
There is such a thing as the Christmas Spirit. It’s an intangible something. Invisible.
A little bit mysterious, yet profound.
It is the thing that awakens the good in us, stirs us into giving gifts
and going out of the way to provide joy and happiness for others.
The Christmas Spirit makes for a special warmth in
the greetings and good wishes we offer and receive during the Advent
season. It puts a smile on the face,
lifts up the heart and makes us glad.
The Spirit brings a unique mood of expectation and exaltation that comes
only at Christmas time.
Is it possible to invoke this Spirit, i.e., to call
it down, or conjure it up? I think
not. It is too deep a thing.
Christmas is the celebration of the Birthday of the
Christ. And only in observing this Holy
Event can anyone hope to experience the supernatural feeling we term
“Spirit.” For, indeed, this special
sense of joy and peace which floods the heart at Christmas tune is a gift from
our God.
God gave the Gift once. Long ago. In Bethlehem of
Judea, the City of David. A handful of
Judean shepherds were the first to be told of it, the first to seek and find
it. Now, every man in Christendom can
have the Gift.
To find the Gift of the Spirit, the Christ, again
and again -- each Christmas season -- go in your thoughts to the hills of Judea
and join those shepherds, who on the night when Christ was born “were abiding
in the fields, keeping watch over their flocks by night.”
With the shepherds, see a host of angels came down
to earth, bringing the “tidings of great joy,” and singing of “glory to God in
the highest....Peace on earth, good will toward men.”
Try to hear the words of their song.
They might well go something like this:
“...Glory to
God in the highest!
Let the whole
earth be full of His glory!
Let His glory
be above the heavens!
All
glory! All praises! All honor to our God!
We praise Him! Exalt Him! Lift up His holy name!
“With
the voice of joy, with the voice of gladness,
We
proclaim Peace! Peace, on the earth.
A
Peace to pass all understanding,
The
Peace of God for the heart of man.
Peace!
Peace! God’s Peace....
“With
the voice of joy, with the voice of gladness,
We
bring good tidings. ...Tidings of joy, great joy!
‘Unto
you is born this day in the City of David,
A
Saviour which is Christ the Lord.’
This
day, this day, born in the City of David,
The Saviour, the Christ, the Lord! ...
“With
the voice of joy, with the voice of gladness,
We
show a sign: How to find Him, how to know Him.
Go
to the City of David;
In
a manger, wrap’t in swaddling,
Sleeps
a Holy Child.
Find
Him! Find Him! Go to the City of David;
In
a manger find the Lamb of God!
In a manger find the Lamb of God!
“...Glory to God in the highest! Now, and
forevermore!”
Go on
now with the shepherds, to Bethlehem.
Walk “with haste, and (find) Mary, and Joseph, and the Babe lying in a
manger.”
When you leave the City of David and return home,
don’t fret about those December chores.
Just do the necessary shopping and wrap the gifts, send out the cards,
bake and clean, and be done with it.
For all these things are as nothing when compared with taking the time
to find again the Christmas Spirit -- the Gift of God.
(*Editor’s note: These lines are from “Song of the Angels,” the theme
song of Jewell Ellen Smith’s new Christmas play “The Gift of the Lamb.” The
same hymn is also a part of her Advent drama titled “Dear Caesar Augustus:.”)
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