The other night, while waiting for a horse and carriage ride, I heard a group of carolers singing “We Three Kings of Orient Are.” The harmonizing was beautiful. Like the Pied Piper, these carolers attracted my children up the stairs to see who could be singing with such angelic voices. It was a group of young people dressed up like the Dickens characters. My kids turned to look at me with wide eyes. We enjoyed their singing until my husband let us know that the free horse and carriage ride had arrived at the building where we were huddled to keep warm.
I’ve always loved harmonizing to real Christmas carols. My best friend would sing the melody, and I would sing the harmony. We wanted to sing every carol in the book. I have such sweet memories of singing with her.
When I was a Cub Scout leader, I led the Christmas caroling at the nursing home for two years in a row. I looked at all the dear elderly people smiling sweetly at the group of children singing with gusto, off key. We ministered to the people there, and it was so easy to cheer them up. I hugged the elderly people before we left each room.
One year our church went door to door, knocking on each door and singing a Christmas carol. We did it for no reason. I don’t remember presenting the gospel or anything. We just sang the songs of the nativity, and the songs themselves told the story…
How sweet..
I love singing Christmas carols!