Another contribution from “jessicafischerqueen”–Silent Night sung in Irish, by Enya. Isn’t it nice to be able to celebrate Christmas without the government frowning at you? And so many of these pictures look like the jigsaw puzzles Patty and I give each other for Christmas.
Oh, how my aunts loved this guy! Back when everyone was still alive, and the whole family gathered for Christmas at their house–that wonderful house, that the orcs tore down this year–you’d never fail to find them watching Andre Rieu on TV. So I can’t listen to his music without my heart being filled with loving memories.
So Aunt Joan is the last one left, still in the nursing home, unable to show a sign of taking any notice: and this one’s for her. Patty and I, my dear, we will remember for you.
I don’t know who’s singing this, but the video has more than 20 million views on youtube, so a lot of people like it. And there’s the usual sprinkling of atheists, loving the music but seeing no connection between it and God–like kids peering wistfully into a bakery and ignoring the sign that says “Come right on in, everything’s already paid for.” I wish I could tell them that the feeling they get when they listen to this music is one of the ways God has of communicating with us. But you do have to listen.
Requested by Laura: and I’m all ready and willing to post Christmas hymns as requested by the rest of you. So come on, now! Let’s see if we can’t get some of those kids to venture into the bakery.
Here’s another one from “jessicafischerqueen,” via my chess page: Elvis Presley singing Silent Night. Beautiful! Just beautiful.
Who doesn’t love Silent Night? Celtic Woman has an extraordinarily beautiful rendition of it, complete with a verse sung in Irish. If I can find one, I’d like to post a Silent Night/Stille Nacht sung in the original German.
But first I gotta fetch my car out of the repair shop–the starter conked out on me yesterday while I was at the mall, in the rain–and then go out and do half a zillion errands.
But listen to this Christmas hymn: and if it moves you to tears, let them come: there is no need to withhold tribute from the Child Jesus Christ, Our Savior.
Only God would have thought of sending His Son into the world by way of a manger.