In the spirit of Christmas...

I'm tired. I really don't want to be updating my blog right now...but at the same time, I am compelled. I'm playing for the Children's Christmas Pageant once again this year, which I'm actually pretty psyched for. Little children singing Christmas carols in nothing short of three separate keys is still a heartwarming experience for me; they're too cute for me to lash out, and slay them with my relative pitch of death. Plus, when i was that little I was Joseph one year. And I got to carry a wooden donkey and sing. Life was good. 

I spent the majority of today completely doing nothing. The first time I left the house was to go to church at 5 tonight. It just needs to happen, especially after the craziness of this semester. I can't do it now, but I will soon have a blog entry reliving the magic that happened these last four-ish months. Did that last part sound like a Disney ad to anyone?? No matter, my life is a Disney movie as it stands.

Uhhh so yeah. I guess I'll just leave this as the precursor to the HUGE entry I'll post next time. Maybe tomorrow, if I wake up.

I will close with this neat little poem  I found, which kind of summarizes a lot for me. And hopefully, something for a couple others. G'night!

Spirits

At night I watch the spirits roam

Underneath the clearest of skies

That's when they are so very real

If only you care to see

They are vespers, brilliant and full of life,

Though theirs in our world

Is long over

I watch as they flit, here and there,

Little spheres of light

The woes of a world

They no longer see, unfolding seamlessly against them,

Their own tribulations are lost now-

For where could they be, in eternity? 

The trees bow slightly at their presence

And the wind laughs as it carries them along

They show no disdain, they are only passing

As I gaze with open wonder

And of all the wonders this bright night holds,

And of all things which give your heart purpose

See what I see, as each goes 

Not one by one,

But by two.

On these nights where I gaze at the sky

With the spirits, singing peace in their incandescence

In pairs, always pairs-

It is that which brings out a smile

For I know when I soar

Carrying a life, then past,

You will be my companion.

-Anon.