SILENT NIGHT
I’m getting soft… It wouldn’t seem like it to most people, but I can feel it sometimes. I rarely let others see it. There might come a time and place to be more open, but old habits die hard… In truth, I’m usually alone when it hits me so there’s no one around to hide from. How convenient…
I suppose you can grow fond of a tradition, but my hunch is that there’s more to the story… In fact, it is the story. The story and truth that changed heaven and earth. I listened faintly as a child, even felt like I endured the story and tradition associated with it sometimes, but it’s different now.
I remember sitting on the back of the long flatbed of the pickup surrounded by stacked up bales of hay. There were people all around. Some were standing, some sitting, some kneeling, but I was sitting next to my big brother who was probably all of twelve, at the very rear, legs dangling dangerously off the back of the truck.
We were swinging our legs wildly and comfortably as the truck pulled us slowly through the chilly December air. This wasn’t a volunteer activity for my brother or me, but we made the most of it. We mostly laughed quietly, elbowing each other gently in the ribs to indicate the signal for laughter.
The other people were more serious. They sang earnestly as we drove through the night. Even though we were embarrassed, sometimes we’d join in and sing a little when the songs we knew well would be repeated. As crazy as it seems, every time our fellow Christmas carolers would break into Silent Night, it turned into a, well, silent night. Even my brother and I would become more reverent.
The world seems to stand still when that song is sung. The words describing the story act in some supernatural way to bring about reverence… even to the irreverent.
Our pastor shared with us how he’d listened to a story of a country singer named Travis Tritt, recalling his early days playing honky tonks and violent bars where rednecks and bikers would frequent. When the inevitable bar room brawl would break out, Tritt would lead his band in the old Christmas favorite, Silent Night. It never failed to bring immediate peace to some of the rowdiest and irreverent folks this society knows.
I sat in the dim lit den watching the end of a pretty ridiculous Christmas movie while my wife lay sleeping next to me. Immediately when Silent Night began playing with the rolling credits, a side of me rarely seen appeared in the edges of my eyes.
I sat in silent reverence of the story of love. The story of sacrifice. The story of death. The story of redemption… and the story of life everlasting provided by God through our Savior, Jesus Christ. I pray that all the ones we’re praying for this season might one day…
“Sleep in heavenly peace…”
bill (cycleguy)
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 3:16 am
You have a point Floyd. It is amazing how some songs evoke certain emotions from people. Amazing Grace is another. But at Christmas, SN seems to emerge as the favorite emotional song of everyone. I also pray for sleeping in heavenly peace.
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 9:19 am
I’m with you on Amazing Grace, Bill. One of the other songs is, It Is Well, that hits me like a power storm from within. What a gift to sleep in heavenly peace. I pray that for all of our families. God bless. Thanks, Bill.
April
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 7:32 am
That is my favorite Christmas song…
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 9:16 am
I’m not surprised! You and I have much in common. Have a blessed Christmas with you and your entire wonderful family! Thanks, April.
April
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 9:22 am
Merry Christmas, Floyd!!
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:16 pm
Thank you, my friend.
tcavey
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 10:36 am
Wonderful post Floyd, brought many things to mind…too many to share.
But one that really touched my heart was remembering being about 7 years old, learning to play piano. I was practicing “Hark the Harold Angel” and I remember asking my dad what his favorite Christmas Carol was and he said “Silent Night”. I never forgot that but I also never understood why that was his favorite until I was singing that song to my son just the other night…”sleep in heavenly peace.”
I think that’s the prayer of all parents.
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:18 pm
Awe, TC. That is so special. Your dad has passed on a family tradition that he and my dad are still practicing now. What a blessing to be able to count ours this time of year. Thanks so much for sharing such a powerful story from your life. Makes me think of mine. God bless you and yours. Sleep in heavenly peace… There is no greater peace in Him.
Jason Stasyszen
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 1:20 pm
Music is powerful. When the spirit behind the music is of Him, it’s even more powerful. That’s an incredible story about Travis Tritt–love that. Love how these simple things affect us so deeply. I’m with you–amazing song and needed message. Thanks Floyd.
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:21 pm
Thanks, Jason. We all have music in us… not as much as you! But we have it in us and it is a gift from our Father. It is a needed message. How I long for the world to know the peace that we have because of our heavenly Father that grants us heavenly peace.
brad
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 1:56 pm
My friend, there is nothing wrong with (feeling like your getting soft) I think its how we grow. For some of us it takes a little longer. Trust me i’m not excluding myself. Its also not a bad thing. Somehow when i read, ” i’m getting soft”, In my mind I picture the incredible hulk getting soft, and think, everyone is pretty much OK with it.
Have a womderful Christmas and give my love to the girls.
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:23 pm
Thanks, Brad. You always have a way that makes me smile I know that you and I understand as brothers. I’m blessed to be softening as I know you are, it’s just new territory… Thanks for the Christmas wishes and give my love to all of your family as well. I love the way put things into “our” perspective.
God bless, Brad.
Dan Black
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 2:43 pm
Music is so powerful because they touch our heart, soul, and emotions. At times music has causes me to tear up a little:)
“Silent Night” is a great song.
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:24 pm
Isn’t it wonderful to be in tune to a heart where the spirit of our Father resides? It’s beyond amazing… He is the reason that we sleep in heavenly peace. Thanks, Dan.
Hazel Moon
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:11 pm
We all need to get soft when it comes to realizing the debth of what that sond means. Angles quake at the sight, Heavenly beams, sleeping in peace. This is an awesome post and a reminder for us to reverance the season and the memory of His birth.
Floyd
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 6:27 pm
“Reverence the season.” Well said, my friend. It is an honor to worship and cherish the gift that could never be repaid. It’s beyond understanding, but the little of it we have shines deep from within our heart onto a lost world. May they see the light of our Father shining from within us. Thanks, Hazel.
Mike
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 7:00 pm
It’s an absolutely beautiful song. I wish it was sung throughout the year, not just at this time. It is full of meaning and causes anyone with a heart to stop, listen and reflect. Love your stores.
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 7:36 am
Thanks, Mike. I agree, it would be great to hear year round. We might have to start a new tradition!
Ngina Otiende
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 7:59 pm
My background and childhood Christmas memories don’t have a lot of Christmas songs in them 🙂 but I’ve grown to treasure and love them. Silent night is one such. A week ago, we sang Christmas carols during worship time at church…it was amazing, people were broken and crying and worshiping. It was a great time.
Merry Christmas to you and yours Floyd.
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 7:38 am
Music is such a powerful connection to our soul. What a gift from God! Thanks for the Christmas greetings. Merry Christmas to you, your husband, and entire family. Enjoy your time away. God bless.
Lincoln Parks
Wednesday, December 19, 2012 @ 8:53 pm
Absolutely wonderful, I am thinking back to my childhood and I loved Silent night, the song does have that calming affect on you. This also gets me anxious to see my daughter play in her first piano recital on Away in a Manger. Thanks for this post Floyd.
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 7:40 am
Thanks, Lincoln. Oh man! I know how hard that is on a dad to sit and watch and hope for your daughter! I’ve sat through recitals, solos, and lead role acting… No wonder I’m so old! It is a blessing. In the end it is you being there supporting your daughter regardless of the outcome, that means everything in life. What a blessing from God.
Ed
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 2:41 am
You got me thinking back to the electric Christmas tree stand we used to own for a dozen years or so, the kind that would play the jewelry box Christmas melodies while the Christmas tree would rotate around and around.
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 7:42 am
Aren’t those the best memories? Music is timeless. It takes on trips back in time and into the future. What an amazing gift from God. You got me thinking about some of our old decorations as well. Time gets behind us in a hurry, huh? Thanks, Ed.
Maureen Jepchumba
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 4:03 am
That silent night was such a great day to usher in Jesus into the world. Thanks for the reminder of peace with the Father. Merry Christmas to you and family.
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 7:46 am
It is a reminder of peace with our Father. Good call, Maureen. To live in this fallen world with the peace of God within is a gift worth sharing. Thanks, Maureen, and Merry Christmas to you and yours as well.
Jay Cookingham
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 8:52 am
Awww….you old softy you…I knew you had it in you big guy!
You story reminds me that the Christmas message is a powerful draw…even when we try to fight it. Merry Christmas my brother from another mother!
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 6:05 pm
Thanks, Jay. You know me better than you probably would ever suspect! Merry Christmas to you too, my brother from another mother! God bless you guys…
PS Tell Lambo and Chop that Santa might not visit them this year… Everyone knows they’ve been ba-a-a-a-ad!
Voni
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 9:54 am
Ahh, peace. I feel the same way about “How Great Thou Art.” Love the Travis Tritt story! Thanks, Floyd!
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 6:10 pm
Thanks, Voni. We’re all not so different are we? Peace and joy to you and all of your family this season and all seasons. God bless.
Herald Benshoof
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 1:20 pm
Music is for sure a form of worship & praise & when a song as beautiful as “Silent Night” is playing how can a believer not be touched when hearing it, He is the reason for the season and that song defiantly reminds us of that!
Floyd
Thursday, December 20, 2012 @ 6:12 pm
Well said, Sherri. “How can a believer not be touched.” Indeed. God bless you and your family, girl. I miss seeing you.