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Saturday, Dec. 18, 2004 1103365030 A Christmas Moment
The hostess led us back to a booth in the corner of the restaurant. Immediately I noticed that we were being seated adjacent to a long table surrounded by a large party of people. �Could we please be seated a bit further away from the large group of people?� I asked. And we were ushered down the isle to another seating where my friend and I could carry on an intimate conversation without having to shout across the table. The atmosphere felt familiar and I lost all thoughts and awareness of it being a special time of year. Then I saw the group of celebrating people coming down the isle toward the exit. Their �party� obviously had been a success. They fairly danced in a queue down the isle to the front entrance; big smiles splashed across their faces. Then I caught sight of him. One celebrant midway in the line, with a bouncing Santa hat perched jauntily on his head. As he jogged along, the hat�s tassel flagged my attention. It was at that moment, I caught it. The Christmas Spirit. As an unseen�or at least unnoticed observer - I caught it. I saw the joy of Christmas in all their faces. For a brief moment it felt as though everything around me was celebrating and beaming with the feeling of the holiday. It was a party. For a moment. We were seated in a �mega church� filled with a crowd enjoying a presentation of the annual Christmas �Night of Songs�. The performances were polished and professionally executed. The program flowed flawlessly, capturing my unwavering attention. Then a chord was struck. Not a musical chord. A chord of nostalgic memory. A strong pure voice began to carol the strains of �Gesu Bambino.� And I was in another auditorium�in another time. I was one of a group of twenty or thirty young girls about seventeen years of age. We were on another stage. In another part of the country. But we were singing the same song.
The melody was carried by the soprano section. I sang alto. �The angels sang, the shepherds sang, The grateful earth rejoiced.
But only for a moment.
I want to share with you the verse and photo on my Christmas card this year.
...wishing you all the blessings of the season, Thanks for reading!
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