The Forgotten Carols.

This play has become a Family tradition. A way to start off the Christmas season. A CD that everyone enjoys listening to and doesn't argue about. Sure, Sure. It's the same play year after year after year. I could see it getting very boring. You know what's going to happen. Yet once you are there...there is this amazing spirit that overtakes you, and you can't help but fall in love with reading between the lines, and getting all the implications and promptings you could possibly have. It's like a big glass of water on a hot humid sunny day...only for your spirit. Love it.

This year Tyson and I were rather bummed. (That's the understatement of the year...) that we wouldn't be able to attend it. When I had a brilliant Idea. I had the book. I also had the CD. Genius I was. We were going to read a few chapters every Sunday until we got home. :) Next year I'm going to try to make the ornaments that go along with them. Wouldn't that be fantastic.

I'm a music person. Sometimes music speaks volumns to us. It doesn't matter the type. All types speak to us. It just matters on what if we want to hear good things...or not so good things. Music is amazing, and the songs in this play are amazing. So to also add to reading this book. I'm going to share a thought with each of the songs every time we read.

"I didn't sleep that evening, though I'd sold out my place.

Somehow I felt uneasy. . .something about her face.

Why did I wish that I'd let them stay?

I didn't think they could have paid. . .

Or could they have paid?

Restless I left my bedroom.

I walked the streets all night,

Lost in the world I lived in.

Then found by a heavenly light!

Staring at one bright star in the sky,

I heard a baby cry.

I knew where the cry had come from.

'Cause I'd told them where to go,

But I didn't think I could face them,

And so I walked slowly home,

Missing my chance to share in the joy.

I never saw her boy.

He never would condemn me.

I didn that all on my own.

He offered His forgiveness,

And ever since then I've known

He lets us choose each hour of each day,

If we'll let Him in to stay.

Let Him in...let Him in...

Let the hope and joy begin.

Let Him in...let Him in...

Let the peace on earth begin.

Whether it be in your world today

Or a crowded Bethlehem inn,

Find a way...make Him room...let Him in."

Year after Year when I hear this song it make me think of how much I do for Christ, and how much I have lead my life to be an example of Christ. Do I let him in? Did I do a good job at it? Sometimes I feel like the only time I remember to is on Sunday's and during spiritual family events. It is my goal every year to try to remember it and try to make room. It's as simple as remember to say my prayers, and read my scriptures. Even in those moments when things don't go entirly my way and I get mad and lose control. I need to make room in my heart and make sure that room doesn't get cluttered.