I could tell you more about being sick, but I just coughed up some nasty stuff so I'm going to change the topic for a minute.
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It's Christmas season, my favorite time of the year when I'm not stressing out or freezing my hiney off! This means it's also time for Christmas music, and time for me to cry at nearly every other one. The classic Christmas songs make me instantly reflect on a time 2000 years ago. A time when a tiny baby was born in the most modest of birthplaces. The fact that I know that baby grew up to teach us about God's word, the kind of life we should strive for, and because humans can never live a sinless life he would eventually die so that our sins could be forgiven and we could join Him in Heaven, brings tears to my eyes often. Sounds like a Savior to me!
That said, not all Christmas songs have that effect.
Take "I saw Mama kissing Santa Clause" for instance. When I was a little kid I remember being confused as to why it was a cute song. Why would people sing a song about a mom kissing another man... while the family sleeps... on Christmas eve!
I guess to me it was a cutsie song about a married woman getting fresh with an old bearded man, not a cutsie song about some forthcoming bedroom role-playing scene!
Come to think of it, either way, that song disturbs me.
My Mother’s House
4 years ago
2 comments:
Ha! You're totally right about that one. It takes on a whole different meaning as an adult.
You are reading way too much into a simple song. Funny girl.
You are supposed to just like the beat and that you can't dance to it.
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