Candlelit Tree, Dusting of Snow
Merry Christmas to you all from Pennsylvania. This may be the first candlelit tree I’ve seen in person. We glimpsed it last night after the Moravian service in Lititz, Pennsylvania.
This has been a holiday filled with singing. Tonight I am hoarse from an impromptu evening of carols and songs around the family table. Briefly, it felt like we were in another era – a time of candelit trees and pump organs. But some around the table were finding lyrics on smart phones. Two worlds blended on this Christmas night in a still-young century, and it felt good. Very good.
Sleep my child and peace attend thee, all through the night.