Cantata Sunday

My real, true Christmas experience was delivered to me this morning in the form of a Christmas Cantata.  And as usual, it was spectacular. Together for Christmas left no talent unturned. There were narrators, a full component of choir members, and instrumentalists. (Synthesized strings, Synthesizer, Flute, Guitar, Bass Guitar, Violin, Percussion, Tambourine, Chimes.) Also, various soloists.

 Of course, I cannot forget the director, and the pianist.  Together they do such high quality work.  I am sorry that I forgot to take a picture of the pianist.  I was close enough to do that.  Next time, I will.

I was reflecting on why it is, perhaps, that I receive Christmas from musical form rather than a sermon.  I suspect that is because there are probably not very many Christmas-themed sermons that I have not heard or preached myself. (Plus, truthfully, my mind is likely to wander off on what I might have said, or how I might have said it.)  But I cannot do music, so music is always fresh and new.

These musicians are top notch, disciplined, practiced, talented, and committed, and best of all, joyful!   And so it is that for me, Christ came down at Christmas, through them.