Silver Bells by Bing Crosby
Silver bells, silver bells, It’s Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, (ring-a-ling) hear them ring (ting-a-ling)
Soon it will be Christmas day.
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks dressed in holiday style
In the air there’s a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing, meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear
Silver bells, (silver bells) silver bells (silver bells), It’s Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, (ring-a-ling) Hear them ring, (hear them ring)
Soon it will be Christmas day.
Strings of street lights, even stoplights blinkin’ bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures
Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch This is Santa’s big day
And above all this bustle you hear
I woke up this morning with the song “silver Bells” on my mind. Actually, I’m humming it right now. The song depicts the way we see Christmas – weeks of shopping, spending time with family and celebrating the birth of our Savior and Lord Jesus Christ. I read the article below on the web from the History Channel and it reminded me once again that each of us needs to make the time and effort to celebrate Christmas. Let’s look back on the past year as a way of growing and spend the rest of this year and 2017 sharing the blessings we have received with those around us.
From our house to yours, we wish you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
May God bless each and everyone,
Larry and Joyce George
According to the History Channel website, during World War I, on and around Christmas Day 1914, the sounds of rifles firing and shells exploding faded in a number of places along the Western Front in favor of holiday celebrations in the trenches and gestures of goodwill between enemies.
Starting on Christmas Eve, many German and British troops sang Christmas carols to each other across the lines, and at certain points the Allied soldiers even heard brass bands joining the Germans in their joyous singing. At the first light of dawn on Christmas Day, some German soldiers emerged from their trenches and approached the Allied lines across no-man’s-land, calling out “Merry Christmas” in their enemies’ native tongues. At first, the Allied soldiers feared it was a trick, but seeing the Germans unarmed they climbed out of their trenches and shook hands with the enemy soldiers. The men exchanged presents of cigarettes and plum puddings and sang carols and songs. There was even a documented case of soldiers from opposing sides playing a good-natured game of soccer. Some soldiers used this short-lived ceasefire for a more somber task: the retrieval of the bodies of fellow combatants who had fallen within the no-man’s land between the lines. The so-called Christmas Truce of 1914 came only five months after the outbreak of war in Europe and was one of the last examples of the outdated notion of chivalry between enemies in warfare.
It was never repeated—future attempts at holiday ceasefires were quashed by officers’ threats of disciplinary action—but it served as heartening proof, however brief, that beneath the brutal clash of weapons, the soldiers’ essential humanity endured.
During World War I, the soldiers on the Western Front did not expect to celebrate on the battlefield, but even a world war could not destroy the Christmas spirit.