Silent Night

I am enjoying a quiet night at home, reflecting once again on the meaning of the approaching holiday.  I was contemplating how I miss the sense of wonder that I had for Christmas as a child, or even as a young adult.  Then, as if on cue, a friend posted a stunningly beautiful rendition of "O Holy Night," which happened to be performed in a very familiar space.  Rather than craft another blog post like the one I wrote last year, I will give you the wonderful gift of this performance.  Peace.