“If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.”
It’s repost Monday. Just made that up of course, just creating my own rules with blogging this month. I have been doing a lot of repost from past blogs of mine this month to free up some time of mine. I figure I have some new followers out there who might not have had a chance to read them. Thank you by the way, for stopping by and visiting my site and following. So sorry I myself have not been able to keep up with you all as much as I used to. Things are piling up here at Our Little Red House. I started going through my old posts looking for a Fall DIY for the Thanksgiving season but it turns out everyone is skipping ahead and starting Christmas early this year and who blames them…I sure don’t. Christmas is such a beautiful time. Our neighbors across the street put up lights the other night and now when I look out the window I see little colorful twinkles everywhere. We have only had the chance to put up lights up north but I hope to do up one of our trees with thousands of tiny lights this year. I told my husband maybe we should just skip the house and do a tree up instead. Imagine driving down the street to a single colorful tree all lit up. Anyway, since everyone is celebrating Christmas early this year I thought I would look for a repost from Christmas last year. I was going to do a DIY, and may still do one for Wednesday’s post for you all, but this post here just called out to me in a way. I read it again, mistakes and all and realized this is it…this is Monday’s repost. So much has happened since I wrote this piece 11 months ago.
Repost- The Christmas Truce 12/2019
Trigger warning: As always, my posts are never intended to trigger anyone but I feel I have to let some of my followers know this post covers a little political rant of mine and also has a Christian message in it. So for any non Christian followers of mine just wanted to let you all know that I also wish you happy holidays too, you can scroll down to the end of this post for all the greetings and well wishes I have for you all as well. Plus I have a funnier post tomorrow for Christmas day sharing some of our Christmas adventures from our past and this week here in Arizona. No judgement ever on my part if you choose to skip this post. We are all the same person and we all should always treat each other with kindness. At the end of this message that is what I was trying to write about all along.
The Christmas truce.
Christmas blogging wouldn’t be Christmas blogging for me if I didn’t have one of my long inspirational post I love sharing at this time of year. This year I just didn’t seem to have it in me. It is so sad what is happening around the world. In the years I have been blogging every now and then I would add in my post to please pass on kindness out there in the world. Please spread love. I felt this ugliness brewing way back then (about three years now since I started blogging) and now I am afraid it is so bad that there is just too much hate.
I tend to share some things that are really personal and sometimes I think maybe I share a bit too much. Maybe someone will think I am not all there ( afraid of being accused of being strange I guess, get that from having the sabotaging mom I grew up with) but there are many things that have happened in my life that I just can’t explain. No one can. My husband and children have witnessed some of these events as well. I believe there is a spiritual war going on right now and while no one can see it in the flesh, there are those who stand and walk on this planet that can feel it in their hearts and souls.
This Christmas I was feeling a little down because last year there seem to be more family involved in my life. I even wrote about it here. But this year it seems like everyone is making excuses to not hanging out with each other. And to be honest I am also included in that group. I no longer want to be around cousins who sneer behind my back, and talk about political hate they have. It is like everyone is sizing each other up, trying to figure out what side they are on. A whole lot of judging going on right now in our country.
My husband and I try to change subjects or even try to start safe conversations that have nothing to do with politics, trying to connect with people in my own family that have decided to label us in a group, even though we never did anything to be labeled this way.Plus there are so many lies bouncing around everywhere, who knows what the real truth is anymore.
My husband and I never talk politics, religion or any kind of subject that is touchy, What you read here in my blog is mostly what we are like. We invite others over, share pasta sauce and recipes, plus fun adventure stories with everyone, just like this blog site. Yet some people in our life (all family) just want to sneer, stare at their little screens, and gossip about others.
Why do we try so hard to include people that will always look down on us?. Why?, because we love them. It has everything to do with love, we all want or need to share that natural human emotion with others. Some of us continue trying to connect, to convince others that we all should get along. The whole world is a neighborhood, and we need to learn how to love our neighbors.
So here I was, thinking about the political tension and just had nothing in my heart to write that would bring joy to people who might stop by for a visit at Our Little red house on Christmas eve. Then my husband came home from the base with the Luke Thunderbolt newspaper and on the front page was an article and story I had heard before. That was when I knew I had something to share with you all.
The Christmas truce of 1914.
During World war 1 on Christmas eve, the German crown prince Wilhelm sent an opera singer to the front to entertain the solders, all the solders, from all sides. While they all sat in their trenches the Opera singer begin singing Silent Night,
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
‘Round yon virgin Mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Everyone in the trenches started listening and hearing these beautiful sounds and words being sung in a place where many horrors had taken place earlier. The opera singer kept on singing…
Silent night holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar;
Heavenly hosts sing Al-Le-Lu-Ia!
Christ the savior is born!
Christ the savior is born!
Then something started to happen. Soldiers started to come out from their trenches,arms laid aside, there was a ceasefire that took place while everyone celebrated Christ’s birth together. They exchanged gifts with each other, jams, cigarettes, candies and newspapers. They shared photos of love ones and exchanged addresses and promised to visit one another after the war was over. They sang more carols and played soccer that night.They even buried their dead together. For one night their hearts were filled with the love and peace that God always wanted for us all.It is what Christmas is really about.
The French, the Scottish, the German…all started singing together. The Scottish started playing their bag pipes. After the song silent night ended, all three sides applauded. Then the opera singer no longer frightened, stepped out into the field, into No man’s land and started singing O come, all ye Faithful in Latin.
This story reminds me a little of what we are experiencing now with what is going on in the world with the political unrest. The divide is becoming bigger and bigger. In the past when world wars broke, at least families stuck together.
Neighbors were there to help one another. Most people tried to help one another. If a world war starts this time, will that be the same?. Will family and neighbors help each other out? With the epidemic of narcissism and materialism I fear that would no longer be the case. What are we creating?, where will this lead us?, this divide? We all hold the power in our hearts. God is always by our side. If we have love in our hearts and only when we have love in our hearts is God able to be near us. Hate is the wall that blocks us all.
On this night of Christmas eve my gift for you is to know love, to know peace, even if for only one night to have our own truce around the world. How beautiful that would be.
I believe angles walked that war field that night so many years ago. That was a night we gave a gift back to Jesus. We gave a gift back to God for sending us his son. A son he sent us to teach us all about love and peace. To care for one another, to help each other, to never suffer. We can still can do it, we can still fill our hearts with thankfulness, love towards others and peace everywhere. Give these gifts back to God this night.
The peace that was shared among those solders that night on Christmas eve was short lived though. By New Years they were back at the war. In the end that war would claim more then 16 million lives. Is this a warning from the past to us all. What a beautiful ending it would have been if they had all decided that night to end the war, to continue hugging one another. There would have been no more hate because once they opened their hearts to love, there is never room for hate.
Silent night, holy night!
Son of God loves pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
Please do not let the tensions and politics turn your heart to bitterness and hate. Love is the most powerful weapon we all have and one we should use.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13; 4-5
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, God Jul, Buon Natalie, Joyeux Noel,Frohliche Weihnachten, Shengdan jie Kuaile, Meli Keuliseumaseu, Glaedelig jul, Schastlivogo Rozhdestva, Eid milad saeid, Chag Sameach…and remember even with all our differences, we still, are all the same person.
Have a beautiful New Year and may only good things always come your way for 2020. Stay safe out there everyone and God bless you all from all of us at Our Little Red House.
Silent night was first performed on Christmas eve 1818 at St. Nicholas parish church in Oberndorf, Austria. For more info. On the Christmas truce of 1914 check out theJesusQuestion.org. It has been over a 100 years since World war one and over two hundred years since Silent night was composed.
I will be off until sometime in January but I have many posts to share with you all that are pre-scheduled. Thank you so much to everyone who stops by for a visit, thank you for your likes and comments too. Please stay safe out there and remember to always fill your hearts with love, even when you feel anger over coming you from the things surrounding your world. Love never fails, it will never loose.
Hope you all liked this repost from the past. May you always be blessed and loved in all your days. Stay safe out there everyone.