Painful festive fun

When I began writing this post it was with an apologetic intro because I didn’t really have anything for you, then I remembered to look up some Facebook links I’d been meaning to watch and checked my google reader. As a result I’ve got a classic Christmas Friday Fun and something a little bit more educational – but still fun, if you’re a geek.

The one thing that had been thrown my way this week was only funny in the rudest, crudest way and that’s not really the style of humour I go for. [If you’re even slightly intrigued just google ‘Buffy swearing keyboard’ & stick your headphones in – it’s awful but possibly faintly amusing depending on your level of depravity.]

To counteract that, you can receive edification by heading over to Andy’s blog where you can watch an amazing film that’s awesome  (in the truest sense of the word) and educational.

And Christmas fun? This week O Holy Night was voted Britain’s number one Christmas Carol, I just suspect that they weren’t voting on the basis of this version. See how long you can bear listening to it – I’d recommend sticking with it till the end, but it might be painful…

May your day/weekend be snowy and muchly fun-filled!

Finding some real meaning

If I have to sing “O Come All Ye Faithful” once more this year, I may scream.

Actually, I’ve got to sing it at least once today (probably twice given as it’s a rehearsal) and then at least 3 times tomorrow…not to mention the office carol service on Wednesday, church next Sunday, Christmas Eve, Christmas Day…

It’s no wonder that my dear Choir Directors keep yelling at us to “remember the meaning” of the words we’re singing. It’s hard when the alto line for some carols is essentially a middle C on repeat. Fun stuff.

One carol I have no problem in remembering the meaning of is “O Little Town of Bethlehem”, which is why I was somewhat surprised to hear that my friend’s Dad (who’s a vicar, like so many of my friends’ parents) has banned the carol from his church. It seems he feels that the words really don’t reflect the state of Bethlehem today.

When I was in Bethlehem last summer, I reflected on the irony of the line “how still we see thee lie”. Last Christmas, I couldn’t sing the carol without remembering the children of Aida refugee camp, the wall snaking its way around the town and the division of the Church of the Nativity. The same’s true this year.

People may find the words trite, the poetry quaintly Victorian, but within the carol is the real meaning of Christmas:

“How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may his His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.”

In the mean time, check out Amos Trust’s Christmas in Bethlehem appeal and Christmas cards (as above).