Oh holy nightThe stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices
For yonder breaks, a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees, oh hear the angels voices
Oh night divine, oh night when Christ was born
"A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices"
This song gives me goosebumps.
So does the fact that my Year 1 boy has nearly finished school for the year.
I love that all it takes are a few boxes and some sticky tape for him to get creative.
We have boxes a'plenty. And irks galore.
Moving at Christmas-time is not fun, and I am trying hard not to let it get to me.
Having carols playing, making light of the mess, and taking a break to make more gingerbread is taking the edge off my impatience and frustration.
Oh, and looking forward to a sweet package in the mail - I won Brenda's Christmas giveaway!
That, and dreaming about Christmas Eve, being settled, and preparing for Christmas Day.
"A thrill of hope..."
Back to packing - I hope the lead-up to Christmas in your household is hope-filled.