She sat listening to the small choir singing, trying not to visibly wince. Instead she gently, gently closed her eyes and prayed.
Dear God, let me hear them as you hear them.
Almost immediately she heard it.
She did not hear glorious music. She did not hear angelic harmonies.
She heard laughter.
It was not cruel laughter. The laughter was not AT the choir.
The laughter was joyous. It seemed to say "I KNOW! They really aren't very good. But aren't they brave? Aren't they happy? And listen. They're singing about me! Isn't it wonderful?"
She opened her eyes and smiled. And tried not to laugh.
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is it okay that i laughed? i hope so.
happy christmas to you all.
I think God has a great sense of humor!
Have a lovely Christmas Day!
That is lovely.
Aww. That is so sweet! It put a lump in my throat. :)
Laughing, too :) Merry Christmas.
This is awesome! I'll have to remember it tonight when I play our Christmas Eve program. And hope that I'm not the one we have to say those things about...:)
What a wonderful sentiment. If you had written this about five years ago, I'd be looking over my shoulder wondering if you had been watching our choir. We didn't always sound good, but wow did we mean what we sang :-)
Happy Christmas Maypole!!
Wonderful.
I haven't visited in quite some time, but I am glad I came back in time to see this!
I hope you are having a Happy Christmas!
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