I am a Christmas spirit. I love the season and all of the wonderful traditions that come with it. This means Christmas songs, also.
I remember learning the song “White Christmas” when I was a child. I recall the many white Christmas days that we had in Pennsylvania. This song always brings back those good memories, with my whole family sitting around the Christmas tree and drinking a mug of hot chocolate while the snow flurries were flying on the outside.
“Here comes Santa Claus” is another of my favorites. I recall the Christmas when my brother, only 3 years old, got up one morning. It had snowed Christmas Eve and the snow had piled up on the roof. Around 5 a.m. we heard that snow shifting and falling off the roof. My brother woke up with a start, and got everyone up, saying that he had heard Santa leaving from the roof. I always remember that song for the memory that it instilled me of that Christmas morn.
I love “Silent Night.” When I moved to Arkansas, a German lady had taught me to sing the song in German. It was a beautiful song in English, but in German, it brought tears to my eye.
“Once in Royal David’s City” is another song that touches my heart. When I came to Arkansas, this was a new song that I learned. Our church choir, which I was a member, sang it on an icy Christmas Eve at Midnight Mass.
Since that event, it has been on my list of favorites.
“Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer” is another on my list. We have a family gathering on Christmas Eve and we all sing songs. This song is one of the surprises that I had for my family. I self-taught myself to play the piano and wanted to surprise them at our song fest. This was the only song that I managed to learn to play. It was my debut Christmas song.
“Jingle Bells” is one of our hits on Christmas Eve. If you don’t want to join in on the singing, you can play the bells. My grandchildren and now great grandchildren have always rang the bells on this one.
Christmas would not be complete without “O Holy Night.” I remember the Christmas Eve service at church when a lovely young girl played a violin solo on this song. It gave the whole congregation chills and also brought tears of joy and peace.
Of recent years, the song “Mary, did you know?”, has been added to my list. The words are so humbling, and it is the question that most Christian people ponder. The soft lilting melody brings out the tenderness that this Mother must have felt when she held her baby boy.
I remember the song “It’s beginning to look like Christmas.” This was the song of anticipation that was played in the retail shops located in my neighborhood in Pittsburgh. The stores would hold open houses one Sunday during the month of November. This song was always played as their Christmas wares were displayed.
Last on my list is the “Little Drummer Boy.” This song indicates the lowliness of us all in comparison to the Baby Jesus born this day many years ago. It makes me realize that I really have nothing to give but myself to anyone on Christmas. My mother died on Christmas Day ten years ago. I know that she had the best Christmas ever that year. She loved all of these songs, but the “Llittle Drummer Boy” was her favorite. So as I sing the words of this song, I think of my Mom.