Somewhere between the first verse and chorus of "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" I teared up. We were all sitting in our favorite pew at church, standing and worshipping the Lord. My daughters are all 3 very great singers, and it truly felt like I was in the middle of a choir. They were singing parts, and I paused for a second just to enjoy the sound of their trio. To say it was beautiful would be minimizing it. It was angelic. I felt so blessed to have been the audience of one to their mini-concert. I love it when we all sit together at church. We are unified with our presence, even if we all hear the words differently and process the content differently. I love the routine that "church" is for our family. It is a KNOWN. All we do is come with a heart that is ready. December is a favorite time for us, mostly because of the music. Christmas carols, traditional hymns, advent candles. We love the whole shebang.
