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La Posada – Sun 11 Dec – Forests & Stars

20160904-img_0012Our next stay took us across Newport, up a rather steep hill but with quite a view over the surrounding countryside. Joseph was particularly taken by the wooded slopes and has promised he could turn his hand to some new furniture for us if I would allow him some of that pine wood. I told him I would ponder it in my heart.

20161213_163219The Innkeeper and her family allowed me to settle in before they disappeared for a few hours in the afternoon to meet up with their extended family in a place called England. They invited us along but I politely declined. I promised to consider a future visit – I will suggest to my Son when he’s older that he may enjoy walking upon England’s mountains green.

The family returned and settled for the evening. As with other places we’ve stayed, there is a festal atmosphere to the decoration indoors. Many sparkling lights bringing to mind evenings as a young girl spent looking up the skies, wondering at the stars.

If only they could speak, I am sure they would tell of such wonderful things.

20161211_184747The Innkeeper’s husband is something of a musician and I spent some time turning pages for him as he recorded an accompaniment for a forthcoming Carol Service.

The carol was titled ‘Angels’ Carol’, and began “have you heard the sound of the angel voices?”

I explained that I certainly had!

The Innkeeper herself was preparing song words too, this time referring to a food called Figgy Pudding. Apparently people don’t go until they get some. In my current state, with unusual food cravings, it sounds quite appealing and I’ve suggested Joseph may like to source some the next time he’s down Nazareth way. He smiled affectionately but continued to look wistfully at the pine trees.

We said our devotion together with our hosts and turned in for the night.

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Silent Night

Silent Night is one of the world’s most popular Christmas carols. Every year it is sung in many different languages across the world evoking the spirit of Christmas. Popularly it is said that the carol was composed in one night, to be accompanied by a guitar, because the mice had eaten the organ bellows! But what is the real history of this carol?

The carol ‘Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht’ was first heard in St. Nicholas Church in Oberndorf on Christmas Eve 1818. The congregation at Midnight Mass listened as the assistant pastor, Father Joseph Mohr, and choir director, Franz Gruber, sang to the accompaniment of Father Mohr’s guitar. The priest had composed the words two years earlier in 1816 as a six verse poem.

Since then this Christmas carol has achieved world wide appeal and has been translated into over 40 languages including English. It has been sung on a variety of occasions and in some unexpected places. On Christmas Day 1918, during the First World War, German and Allied armies faced one another in France. The song was sung simultaneously in French, English and German by the troops during a Christmas truce, as it was one of the few carols that soldiers on both sides of the front line knew.

So what is the reason for the enduring popularity of this carol? The simple words and tune communicate the heart of the Christmas message. The eternal God has made himself known, by entering time and space, in the person of Jesus Christ. The baby in the manager is not just fully divine, but he is born as a real human being. Jesus comes as a Saviour to rescue us from the mess of our lives, so that we might share the life which Jesus has with his Father. Now there is something worth singing about!!

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

Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heav’nly hosts sing Alleluia
Christ the Saviour is born
Christ the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, love’s pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth