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Monday, December 08, 2008
Christmastime -- Hilary Weeks

Candy canes, counting days, kids who still believe
Falling snow, mistletoe, trimming the tree
And laying underneath the glow of colored strings of light
Dreaming of Christmas Eve night

Popcorn chains, China plates, the smell of pumpkin pie
Wrapping gifts, ornaments, stockings hung high
Baking cookies and reading stories, a different tale each night
And seeing it again through a child's eyes

It's the hope that one day the world will know peace
It's the love that we feel helping others in need
It's shepherds who follow the star in the night
All wrapped up in the gift of Christmastime

Holy night, a gift divine, unto us is come
A perfect child, a baby mild, and holding her son
Mary sings a lullaby as peacefully He sleeps
And she marvels at what this miracle will mean

It's the Son of heaven as angels sing
It's the grace that only the Savior could bring
It's wise men who follow Him each day of their lives
All wrapped up in the gift of Christmastime

It's wise men who follow him each day of their lives
It's love and hope
It's joy and light
It's Christmastime


Currently listening to:
Christmastime
By Hilary Weeks



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Sunday, December 07, 2008
The Story of the Christmas Truce

December 1914 was grim for the thousands of soldiers who had dug into the frozen trenches on either side of Flanders Field.  What lay between them in the early months of the First Great War was a field of sorrow -- No Man's Land -- littered with barbed wire and decaying corpses.

But somehow, amid the fear and anger, a miracle occurred.  As Christmas Day approached, the weapons of war fell silent, men ventured out of the trenches, gifts were exchange, and the sober duty of remembering the dead commenced.  For two days, the spirit of Christmas filled the air, and a remarkable "Christmas Truce" brightened spirits.  Whn night fell, and that memorable Christmas slipped into the past, one last sound broke that silence: a chorus, from either side, singing in native tongue, "Silent Night."


Oh, the snowflakes fell in silence over Belleau Wood that night
For a Christmas truce had been declared by both sides of the fight
And as we lay there in our trenches, the silence broke in two
By a German soldier singing a song that we all knew

Though I did not know the language, the song was Silent Night
Then I heard my buddy whisper "All is calm and all is bright"
Then the fear and doubt surrounded me because I'd die if I was wrong
But I stood up in my trench and I began to sing along

Then across the frozen battlefield another's voice joined in
Until one by one, each man became a singer of the hymn

Then I thought that I was dreaming
For right there in my sight
Stood the German soldier beneath the falling flakes of white
Then he raised his hand and smiled at me
As if he seemed to say "Here's hoping we both live to see us find a better way"

Then the devil's clock struck midnight and the skies lit up again
And the battlefield where heaven stood was blown to hell again

But for just one fleeting moment the answer seemed so clear
Heaven's not beyond the clouds
It's just beyond the fear
No, heaven's not beyond the clouds
It's for us to find it here
**Belleau Wood, Garth Brooks, Sevens**


Throughout December, gifts -- English puddings and German chocolate -- were heaved from trench to trench.  A German boot exploded in an English trench, stuffed with sausages, chocolate, and cigars.  There were soccer games in No Man's Land.  A British soldier captured a rabbit, and soldiers from both sides contributed tins of vegetables and meat to make a batch of Christmas stew.  It hardly seemed possible at the time that the war would last so long.

But the squabble turned into a long, brutal war.  The industrial revolution spawned machinery capable of killing thousands at a time.  In the end, not only would ten million die but the tenuous peace would also foster a bitterness that festered until the Second World War began.

Still, for a time, young Londoners who had befriended German waiters and German patrons of French operas saw the war as something temporary.  They didn't really hate each other in the first few months.  It was only out of duty that they fought.  So when an opportunity to celebrate a common holiday arose, so did the men from their trenches.

The guns were silent for a day.  And when soldiers from both sides returned to their trenches after Christmas and the command to resume was issued, they would fire only at the clouds.  The war would not continue until replacements were rotated in.
**prose taken from Silent Night, Holy Night: The Story of the Christmas Truce **


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Silent Night, Holy Night
By Stephen/ Barrett, Robert T. (ILT)/ Mormon Tabernacle Choir (NRT)/ Cronkite, Walter (NRT)/ Barrett, Robert T./ Cronkite, Walter/ Warner, David/ Wilberg, Mack/ Mormon Tabernacle Choir (COR) Wunderli



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Thursday, December 04, 2008
Once in Royal David's City

Once in royal David's City
Stood a lowly cattle shed
Where a mother laid her baby
In a manger for his bed
Mary was that mother, mild
Jesus Christ her little child

He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall
With the poor and meek and lowly
Lived on earth our Savior holy

And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love
For that child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in heaven above
And He leads His children on
To the place where He is gone


Currently listening to:
Mary's Lullaby: Christmas Songs for Bedtime
By Various Artists



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Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Christmas Must Mean Something More -- Taylor Swift

What if ribbons and bows didn't mean a thing?
Would the song still survive without five golden rings?
Would you still wanna kiss without mistletoe?
What would happen if God never let it snow?
What would happen if Christmas carols told a lie?
Tell me, what would you find?

You'd see that the day holds something special
Something holy
Not superficial
So here's to the birthday boy who saved our lives
It's something we all try to ignore
And put a wreath up on your door
So here's something you should know
That is for sure
Christmas must be something more

What if angels did not pay attention to
All the things that we wish they would always do?
What if happiness came in a cardboard box?
Then I think there is something we all forgot
What would happen if presents all went away
Tell me, what would you find?

You'd see that the day holds something special
Something holy
Not superficial
So here's to the birthday boy who saved our lives
It's something we all try to ignore
And put a wreath up on your door
So here's something you should know
That is for sure
Christmas must be something more

We get so caught up in all of it
Business and relationships
Hundred mile an hour lives
And it's this time of year
And everybody's here
It seems the last thing on your mind

Is that the day holds something special
Something holy
Not superficial
So here's to Jesus Christ who saved our lives
It's something we all try to ignore
And put a wreath up on your door
  And here's something you should know
That is for sure
Christmas must be something
Christmas must be something
Christmas must be something more





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Saturday, October 11, 2008
Lookin' For a Good Time -- Lady Antebellum

Another fun country band. Great music. I need to buy their cd soon. This song makes me want to have a one-night stand:)


Girl, you're beautiful

You're 'bout near perfect
But I bet somebody's already told you that
Name your poison
Name your passion
'Cause a boy like me just couldn't help but ask

Keep on talking to me, baby
I'm hanging on your every word
Keep those drinks a-coming
Maybe we'll both get what we deserve

How 'bout, baby
We make a promise
And not promise anything more than one night
Complicated situations only get worse in the morning light
Hey, I'm just looking for a good time

Put in a long hard week doing this nine to five
And you're just the girl to get that off my mind
You shouldn't have worn that dress
You shouldn't move like that
You've got this little heart of mine in overdrive

I sure love this conversation
The band is good
The music's loud
But would you get the wrong impression
If I called us a cab right now

How 'bout, baby
We make a promise
And not promise anything more than one night
Complicated situations only get worse in the morning light
Hey, I'm just looking for a good time

Go ahead and lie to me and pull me close
Tell me that you love me even if you don't
The rule is that you never even talk about forever
But you never say never in life

How 'bout, baby
We make a promise
And not promise anything more than one night
Complicated situations only get worse in the morning light
Hey, I'm just looking for a good time

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Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Slow Dance More -- Kenny Rogers

Grady Johnson was a common man
Four children and some bottom land
Early to bed, he said, that ain't me
Gotta spend some time with my family
Left to its own device, May becomes June
And children grow up way too soon

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God, but lock your door
Buy low, sell high
And slow dance more

Mamy Johnson was Grady's wife
She bore his children and she graced his life
Hand in hand, side by side
They were taught to simplify
Some folks have, some have not
What matters most is what you do with what you've got

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God, but lock your door
Buy low, sell high
And slow dance more
And more

I think I understand what my father's father meant
When he said
Son what matters most you can count on just one hand

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God, but lock your door
Buy low, sell high
And slow dance more

Buy low, sell high
And slow dance more


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Monday, September 15, 2008
Stay -- Sugarland

I am completely addicted to Sugarland right now. Great duo. This song is amazing (except it took me a few times to understand what it was actually about).

I've been sitting here staring at the clock on the wall
And I've been laying here praying
Praying she won't call
It's just another call from home
And you'll get it and be gone and I'll be crying
And I'll be begging you baby
Beg you not to leave
But I'll be left here waiting with my heart on my sleeve
Oh, for the next time we'll be here
Seems like a million years
And I think I'm dying
What do I have to do to make you see
She can't love you like me

Why don't you stay
I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely
Don't I give you what you need?
When she calls you to go
There is one thing you should know
We don't have to live this way
Baby, why don't you stay

You keep telling me
Baby, there will come a time
When you will leave her arms
And forever be in mine
But I don't think that's the truth
And I don't like being used
And I'm tired of waiting
It's too much pain to have to bear
To love a man you have to share

Why don't you stay
I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely
Don't I give you what you need?
When she calls you to go
There is one thing you should know
We don't have to live this way
Baby, why don't you stay

I can't take it any longer
But my will is getting stronger
And I think I know just what I have to do
I can't waste another minute
After all that I've put in it
I've given you my best
Why does she get the best of you
So the next time that you find
You wanna leave her bed for mine

Why don't you stay
I'm up off my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely
You can't give me what I need
When she begs you not to go
There is one thing you should know
  I don't have to live this way
Baby, why don't you stay




Currently listening to:
Enjoy the Ride
By Sugarland



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Sunday, August 24, 2008
Change -- Taylor Swift

And it's a sad picture
The final blow hits ya
Somebody else gets what you wanted again
And you know it's all the same
Another time and place
Repeating history
And you're getting sick of it
But I believe in whatever you do
And I'll do anything to see it through

Because these things will change
Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back
Will fall down
This revolution
The time will come for us to finally win
And we'll sing hallelujah
We'll sing hallelujah

So we've been outnumbered
Raided and now cornered
It's hard to fight
When the fight ain't fair
We're getting stronger now
Found things they never found
They might be bigger
But we're faster and never scared
You can walk away
Say we don't need this
But there's something in your eyes
Says we can be this

Because these things will change
Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back
Will fall down
This revolution
The time will come for us to finally win
And we'll sing hallelujah
We'll sing hallelujah

Tonight we stand
Get off our knees
Fight for what we've worked for all these years
And the battle was long
It's the fight of our lives
But we'll stand up
Champions tonight

It was the night things changed
Do you see it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back
Fell down
This revolution
Throw your hands up
Because we never gave in
And we'll sang hallelujah
We'll sang hallelujah
Hallelujah


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Friday, August 22, 2008
I Was Here -- Lady Antebellum

The AT&T Team USA Soundtrack is good.  I'll probably end up posting most of the songs. I've been listening to it the last few days as I got ready to take the MCAT again.  I'm sure not an Olympic athlete, but the songs are uplifting and can give you that "I can do anything!" attitude, which was exactly what I needed for today.

You will notice me
I'll be leaving my mark like initials carved in an old oak tree
You wait and see
Maybe I'll write like Twain wrote
Maybe I'll paint like Van Gogh
Cure the common cold
I don't know
But I'm ready to start
Because I know in my heart

I wanna do something that matters
Say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better
With the time I've been given
And I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life
And leave nothing less than something that says
I was here

I will prove you wrong
If you think I'm all talk you're in for a shock
Because this stream is too strong
And before too long
Maybe I'll compose symphonies
Maybe I'll fight for world peace
Because I know it's my destiny
To leave more than a trace
Of myself in this place

I wanna do something that matters
Say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better
With the time I've been given
And I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life
And leave nothing less than something that says
I was here

And I know that I
I will do more than just pass through this life
I'll leave nothing less than something that says
I was here
I was here
I was here
Wanna do something that matters
Something that says I was here

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Sunday, August 17, 2008
Broken -- Lifehouse

The broken clock is a comfort that helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
And I am here still waiting
Though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
Like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded
I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpse
They're still looking for life

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you

I'm hanging out another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be okay

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now
Haven't forgot my way home

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you


Currently listening to:
Who We Are
By Lifehouse



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