Day 7: I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day-Casting Crowns
If you've heard this song, you know why it's a good one.
First off, I'm not the biggest Casting Crowns fan. But the way they do this song is awesome.
I'm a sucker for a good drum line and violin arrangement.
But this song gets me for another reason. This song was written by a man named Henry Longfellow during a time when his oldest son decided to join the Union as a solider without his father's consent. While this may not seem like a big deal, just a kid doing a typical thing and disobeying, it was. During his service he was severely injured at the same time Longfellow lost his wife in an accidental fire.
I believe he wrote this song in a moment of darkness. In a moment of despair and pain, longing for some sort of hope of peace
I feel like even though this was written almost 150 years ago it applies to so much of today.
How many people go through this season of Christmas in pain? How many don't know God personally but hold on to this hope that there is peace and joy at the end of everything? How many keep trying to find contentment in the perfect present? And how many of us aren't sharing the message, that there IS hope. There is joy and there is peace. That the bells do ring and the choirs to sing. And when that time comes it's going to be glorious and more amazing then we could ever imagine it will be. We have the perfect present, it's simply a matter of accepting it then sharing it.
If you've heard this song, you know why it's a good one.
First off, I'm not the biggest Casting Crowns fan. But the way they do this song is awesome.
I'm a sucker for a good drum line and violin arrangement.
But this song gets me for another reason. This song was written by a man named Henry Longfellow during a time when his oldest son decided to join the Union as a solider without his father's consent. While this may not seem like a big deal, just a kid doing a typical thing and disobeying, it was. During his service he was severely injured at the same time Longfellow lost his wife in an accidental fire.
I believe he wrote this song in a moment of darkness. In a moment of despair and pain, longing for some sort of hope of peace
I feel like even though this was written almost 150 years ago it applies to so much of today.
How many people go through this season of Christmas in pain? How many don't know God personally but hold on to this hope that there is peace and joy at the end of everything? How many keep trying to find contentment in the perfect present? And how many of us aren't sharing the message, that there IS hope. There is joy and there is peace. That the bells do ring and the choirs to sing. And when that time comes it's going to be glorious and more amazing then we could ever imagine it will be. We have the perfect present, it's simply a matter of accepting it then sharing it.
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