I'm finally up (and about time too), and it has suddenly dawned on me why I thought Christmas Day is such a boring day. Because I forgot it was Jesus' birthday. Seriously. Sometimes we are so wrapped up in our boredom and in thinking about what we do not have as opposed to what we do have. There is this beautiful song (yes I am quite obsessed with the music), beautiful because of the lack of a better word, it is a magical string of perfect notes which when sung goes straight to the heart of even the best of Scrooges. It makes me stop in my tracks, especially when sung, and especially when listened to. It is one of those which I cannot have in the background while doing something else. Somehow it requires full attention, it is just one magical piece of music where you will stop in awe, at least that is what I do, and I have listened to it a million times, just not yesterday. Now I remember how I have survived all of my Christmas Days in the world. Because this Happy Birthday Jesus was firmly etched into my brain, heart, and soul. One just cannot not be moved with this. And here goes the link, please please please, watch this, it'll be worth your time..... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=claKP84h9EE&feature=related
