When this time of year approaches, I find myself humming my favorite songs. I do sing to, but my raspy voice, and little frogs, get wedged in my vocal cords, or something. Therefore, what I hear is not always pleasant, but I do know, is that it comes from my heart. I am so very grateful, that we, the children of that time frame, had the opportunity to learn about music, in song. It contributed to my enthusiasm for listening to music and singing along. We had chorus back in those days, and I looked forward to it. I share this today, with croaky voice and heartfelt wishes for a Merry Christmas!
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on it’s own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.. 1 Corinthians 13: 4-7