Celebrate Seasonal Adversity

In 1st grade I played Tiny Tim in a production of A Christmas Carol!

My only line in the entire play was “God bless us, everyone“.

They would probably cut those words out of a contemporary adaptation.

Hmmm.    What would they even CALL Dickens’ great tale if he tried to publish it today?

Some oh-so-PC suggestions for you:

  • A Winter Celebration of Diversity
  • A Traditional Holiday Song
  • An Old Winter Solstice Melody
  • A Traditional Tale (from the Anglo/Saxon cultural context), about the global need for sustainable spirituality and human imagination in effecting  social change
  • A Kwanzaa Festival Chant from Victorian England
  • A Celebration of our Collective Humanity

Yuck.
Political correctness makes me feel like vomiting all over my
Christmas  Yuletide    Winter Festival  Holiday cheer.

Christmas Bells

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 – 1882)

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The Carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

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!’

Seasonal Disco: Glad Tidings

BONEY M live at Kremlin:
M E R R Y  C H R I S T M A S  !

The ONLY reasonable conclusion: Russian Collusion

Oh my Lord / You sent your son to save us
Oh my Lord / Your very self you gave us
Oh my Lord / That sin may not enslave us
And love may reign once more
Oh my Lord / when in the crib they found him
Oh my Lord / A golden halo crowned him
Oh my Lord / They gathered all around him To see him and adore… 
Oh my Lord with the child’s adoration
Oh my Lord there came great jubilation
Oh my Lordand full of admiration,
t
hey realized what they had (until the sun falls from the sky)
Oh my Lord (oh praise the Lord) They had begun to doubt you
Oh my Lord (He is the truth forever) What did they know about you
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) but they were lost without you
They needed you so bad (His light is shining on us all)
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lordwith the child’s adoration
Oh my Lord (he is a personation) there came great jubilation
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) and full of admiration,
t
hey realized what they had (until the sun falls from the sky)

Oh my Lord (oh praise the Lord) you sent your son to save us
Oh my Lord (this day will live forever) Your very self you gave us
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) that sin may not enslave us
And love may reign once more…

But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:
In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds
of them which believe not,
lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ,
who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

 For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord;
and ourselves your servants for Jesus’ sake.

 For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness,
hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge
of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

II Corinthians 4:3-6  [KJV]