Don't worry, I'm not going off about "Holiday" vs. "Christmas" again. The Chicago Tribune is asking for essays about the greatest holiday gift that money couldn't buy we have ever received. I noticed it in the Editorial section yesterday. I debated with myself about whether I should write an essay, or not bother because it would never see print. You can guess my answer, can't you. My answer of course is the gift of faith in Jesus my parents gave me by celebrating this time of year as a holy time, and not just red and green holiday. I asked my husband's advice about whether I should do it, or if I was wasting my time. He told me to go for it, so I spent about an hour this morning writing my essay (how is it that I can write about these things on my blog as fast as I can type, but have to pause after every sentence when sending something to the Chicago Tribune?) I will post it on my blog later, whether it gets printed or not. Somehow I doubt it will be. If this was forty years ago, the very concept would be written by a professional columnist (not just maybe the Religion editor, which encompasses everything from Christianity to Hinduism to Eastern Mysticism with shamanism and voodoo thrown in for good measure). Now we will be lucky if a "man on the street" or "voice of the people" essay makes it to print if it is about G-o-d. Still, maybe it can bless the people who have to sift and sort all that email. It would be worth it even then, wouldn't it? Maybe I am wronging the Trib, and they are expecting and looking forward to these answers, and my time is only wasted because more eloquent people than me submitted the same response. Either way, I will link the essays for you in my blog if they are on the internet site.
I haven't sent it yet. It is due tomorrow, but email is wonderful, isn't it. I want to let the piece rest, and see if I could express anything in a better way (I am sure it could be expressed better, just not if I can, you know).
I would like to share another favorite Christmas Carol of mine. I love how this carol tells the whole Gospel story, and not just what a cute baby Jesus was (not that there is anything wrong with that...). This is my favorite Irish carol. I am not Irish, but would like to say hi to my cyberfriend Pip, who is Irish. I'm sorry I couldn't find an Irish artist on youtube to post.
Sherri, I am posting the lyrics because I am sure you will request them ;-)