"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"
The great poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow lived during the Civil War. On Christmas Day, 1863, he felt no joy for his dearly loved son had been wounded in the battle.
"Why must there be this awful war to tear families apart and bring pain?" Longfellow noted.
(Sounds familiar, doesn't it?)
In one of his darkest moments, Longfellow heard the chime of Christmas Bells and immediately wrote down his experience. He told how the bells rolled an unbroken song of peace and good will to all men~
He also shared how he cried in deep despair when he felt the peace he was searching for might never come.
But then, from the depths of his broken heart he penned the following...
"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."
Today I've finally slowed down. After nearly eight non-stop weeks of creating, sewing, painting and crafting, I'm resting. I'm content to know I've done my best.
It feels good this morning to stop and listen to the chiming of the bells.
And, it feels good to say 'enough'.
It's taken me years to get to the place where I can truthfully say if my Christmas Tree was barren of all gifts and if our home was stripped of every light, bauble, bangle and bead that He alone would be 'enough'.
What a peaceful, freeing, and simply glorious thought...
Love to you...