In October I introduced my sixth grade teacher, Ms. Edgerton. Back then we not only said “Merry Christmas” but we sang “Away in a Manger” in the classroom.
Ms. Edgerton required us to memorize and recite the glorious story of Christ’s birth from the 2nd chapter of Luke. When I got home from school everyday I’d march straight to my bedroom and work line by line on committing the Christmas story to memory.
I thought of these verses as the most majestic and poetic of all literature ever penned; not merely music to my ears but miraculous and awe-inspiring.
“… And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For until you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”
Has anyone ever connected the dots and figured out that there just might be a direct correlation between dismissing quintessential literature from the classroom and the declining illiteracy rate? The proverbial baby thrown out and the bathwater saved.
While our government has banished Christ from its institutions, may we keep His light aflame in our hearts and homes both during this holy season, and always.