As you may have heard, we had a major snow event in my neck of the woods this weekend. It started snowing late Saturday night and kept up until mid-afternoon on Sunday. All told, I think we got about 18+ inches. That’s a lot of snow, especially when it isn’t even officially winter yet.
But I’m not going to talk about the snow. Instead, I’m going to talk about Candlelight Carols at Trinity Church in Boston.
Dale and I went in Saturday afternoon for the free concert and it was fabulous. We didn’t get there early enough to get great seats downstairs (although we would have if the train we had been on hadn’t broken down and we hadn’t had to get off and wait for another train) but we did get very good seats in the balcony. The church was beautifully decorated and the show started right on time with beautiful carols and harp music. The readings included both passages from the Bible and secular ones and the whole thing was just wonderful. I loved singing “O Come All Ye Faithful” with such a huge number of people and I loved that the church vibrated when the organist really opened up on all the pipes.
But the most special moment of the afternoon came when the lights dimmed and the choir all held candles - when the trees and wreaths all lit up in white lights – when a hush fell over the entire (huge) congregation as the choir sang “Silent Night.”
That’s when it finally felt like Christmas.
And there’s just no better feeling in the world.