We have a couple inches on the ground, blowing wind and wind chill of 11, brrrrr. Got the woodburner going . . .
Probably my favorite Christmas song since September (when my friend's father died and wanted this one played on his funeral) is called The Midnight mass, from Czech singer Václav Neckař. This singer's story is interesting, he had a stroke in 2002 and lost his ability to speak, thus ending his career, but after years he was able to re-learn to speak to some extent. This song was his next big hit after years, very well received in Czech republic and Slovakia as well. (in the video you can still see him reading the lyrics as he needs them to be able to sing without pauses) Translated lyrics: I'm going home by train on a railway, going by train over the hills Snow is falling behing the windows Christmas is coming I've left my gloom, trouble and concerns in the town I can hear the people at the Midnight Mass singing in the church Hallelujah, hallelujah The grieving Jesus on the cross puts on a smile once in a while on people who believe in miracles on people who are singing: Hallelujah, hallelujah Our Lamb in the heavens, stand by us when darkness comes Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm standing in an empty church with stars above me The cross has turned into a mere shadow and despite that, I can hear: Hallelujah, hallelujah Our Lamb in the heavens, stand by us when darkness comes Our Lamb in the heavens, don't leave us when we are scared, scared Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Haha, I did have one of those! If I didn't, I wouldn't have been able to see my own hand in front of my face!
That is the first time I have heard the song, Little Altar Boy. It really accents the beauty of leaning on the the prayers of others when we have been brought low. That's one of the joys of MOG: supporting each other in prayer!
Oh well, we ended up getting 15 inches; the lake effect band has drifted south toward Syracuse, thank God! Such a rude intro to winter!
Oh I remember those years in upstate New York. Those storms. It would shut down school for 3 days sometimes. The Great Lakes are snow monster makers. No one in northern New England believes me when I tell them that upstate NY has storms that put our nor'easters to shame. They think i am telling tall tales.
Yes, I just checked and noticed the band dumped 30 inches on the Tug Hill (6 miles east of us). It makes me feel a little better.
Ah, but HH, it's always a matter of perspective. I remember in 2008, after Geralyn's Mom went home to the Lord (God willing). We put the house up for sale and one of those who took a look was a gentlemen who lived only 10 miles away on the Tug Hill. I commented that if he did we'd be neighbors, but proceeded to ask why he would choose to move to a location so close to where he currently lived. He replied, "To get away from the snow." The previous winter we had gotten about 150 inches, but the Tug Hill had gotten about 250 inches.
