Sunday afternoon:
our church family came over a little earlier than normal this week so that the kids could help decorate the cookies that had somehow made it off the baking sheet with all six snowflake arms intact. (seriously, though, is there no way to control a child with sugar sprinkles?)
After the cookies were frosted and (generously) sprinkled, we spent some time singing together. Joshua had asked last week that we all come prepared this Sunday with a song to share with the church; most of us brought a favorite Christmas carol or hymn - - some in English, some in Spanish (I think we even got one it Basque somewhere in there);
little Raquel recited a poem about a tiny ant that made it through a series of obstacles to arrive at Jesus' birth . . .
9 y/o Jhoel, brought his guitar and sang some carols that he has been learning in music class - - the songs he chose had just the right amount of repetition and clapping for us all to jump in and sing with him even though we didn't know the songs.
Malachai chose to sing a carol that he learned this year at school;
and because of a stimulating conversation he had had with Joshua the day before about his carol-of-choice, he gave the sweetest, clearest little explanation about how
even though the carol said that Mary was a baker, that the bible doesn't really tell us that,
and
even though the carol describes Jesus and "fair and blond", that, well . . . he probably wasn't.
Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God. Colossians 3:16
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I love that scripture. I remember it so often and think of how the Lord has given us such a happy gift in music. :) Hug your kids for us and Merry Christmas!!
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