The Weary World Rejoices....

I know some music teachers don't like Christmas music, but I actually do. I love the ancient and sacred, the classics, the modern hits (except please no Mariah...), and everything in-between. I have found as I get older, the ancient hymns touch me more than ever. The lyrics to O Holy Night pull me in, speaking to my heart and spirit: "Long lay the world in sin and error pining, til He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices.." I find myself relating on a deep level to the weariness, wondering what they were weary of, what made them weary, and if it compares to our modern weariness. Were they weary of trying to be their own savior? Trying to be perfect and sinless? Trying to make the perfect atonement for themselves when they missed the mark? Weary of unrealistic family and societal expectations? Violence, oppression, and abuse, fueled by hatred and prejudice? As different as our worlds are, we aren't so very different. Still weary, still needing hope, and a feeling of worth and that this life is worth it. Now, however, instead of waiting on Him, He's here, waiting on us. Give Him your weariness this Christmas season, and take His joy in return. What a Savior.