As I watched the video and listened to the beautiful singing I remembered an email I received years ago. I found a copy by a simple search.
One day, a man went to visit a church. He arrived early, parked his car, and got out. Another car pulled up near him, and the driver told him, "I always park there. You took my place!"
The visitor went inside for Sunday school, found an empty seat, and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him and stated, "That's my seat! You took my place!" The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.
After Sunday school, the visitor went into the church sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him and said, "That's where I always sit. You took my place!" The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still said nothing.
Later, as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed him and called out, "What happened to you?"
The visitor replied, "I took your place."
Another story I heard, most likely an urban legend but made me think.
A woman entered a crowded elevator at a mall during before Christmas. In exasperation she muttered under her breath, "Whoever started this mess ought to be shot." A quiet voice in the back answered, "Don't worry, He was crucified."
The hustle and bustle of running around creating a perfect memories for Christmas sometimes steals away the very thing trying to be created. I took my to do list and crossed off many items, not because I did them but because I need to feel more peace. I am feeling calmer. I also made a difficult decision and felt the peace of knowing what I need to do next.
I believe in angels..... ABBA I have a dream.