God Rest Ye

Ah, what a lovely night. Sometimes joy fills the heart to overflowing, even when you are standing in a river of sadness. You cannot help but be filled to overflowing. It pours out of you in golden rivulets with the warm green light of spring, it shines as it slips sparkling into the stream, and the stars scintillate in the dark heavens above. All you can do is stand there in the stream, arms hanging at your sides, head tipped back to drink in the golden flow. Eyes wide open to catch the starlight.

God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
For Jesus Christ our savior
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
Ere we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

"But let justice roll on like a river, righteousness like a never-failing stream."
-Amos