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When the first clear voice of the belfry rings out upon the frost sweetened Christmas morning air, let us rise within ourselves to a higher realization of the significance of the Christmas spirit. It remained for the noble, manger-born Jew of Nazareth to imbue this festival time with the splendid spirit of sacrifice, and to teach us that there is far greater joy in giving than in receiving.
It is the special mission of all art workers to give. It is within their power to contribute to the world a kind of wealth beside which the millions of the plutocrat seem paltry. The glorious Christmastide affords a fine opportunity for any artist to carry his or her tribute to those who need them most.
What shall be your frankincense and myrrh? It might be a little song to carry some aged soul back to the golden days of youth, when the argosies (merchant ships) were all coming in, when life was all hope, all joy, all love; it might be a soothing melody caressed from an old violin to ease the pain and mental anguish of some sufferer; it might be some happy little game played or craft made for the dear little ones in a homeless shelter, to make them forget, if for only a few moments, what it means to spend Christmas‚ of all days in the year without a mamma or a papa.
Come, do not let us fall into the venal convention of making Christmas an consumption of cheap tinsel and gourmandizing. Let us be completely filled with the jovial spirit of the day. Let us remember that it is the privilege of musicians to give certain gifts, not to he found in the steel barred vaults of the multimillionaire. Let us realize that the best way to attain happiness is through making others happy. This is the secret of a Merry Christmas.
Since Christ's humble beginnings in Nazareth, the world has made tremendous advances in many directions, and it has also gone through cataclysms too hideous to think about. Empires, great cities, huge navies and millions of men have been wiped out of existence, but these ideals of the Christ Spirit, the spirit of love and giving, enthroned in Christmas, are eternal. A millennium of wars could not crush
These ideals are still the ideals of many in this materialistic age, even more than ever before. They have sustained and fortified us. They are our everlasting Fountain of Youth, Faith and Joy. We are grateful for the unending fine responses that our readers have always given to them. They bring all of us closer together.
It is the special mission of all art workers to give. It is within their power to contribute to the world a kind of wealth beside which the millions of the plutocrat seem paltry. The glorious Christmastide affords a fine opportunity for any artist to carry his or her tribute to those who need them most.
What shall be your frankincense and myrrh? It might be a little song to carry some aged soul back to the golden days of youth, when the argosies (merchant ships) were all coming in, when life was all hope, all joy, all love; it might be a soothing melody caressed from an old violin to ease the pain and mental anguish of some sufferer; it might be some happy little game played or craft made for the dear little ones in a homeless shelter, to make them forget, if for only a few moments, what it means to spend Christmas‚ of all days in the year without a mamma or a papa.
Come, do not let us fall into the venal convention of making Christmas an consumption of cheap tinsel and gourmandizing. Let us be completely filled with the jovial spirit of the day. Let us remember that it is the privilege of musicians to give certain gifts, not to he found in the steel barred vaults of the multimillionaire. Let us realize that the best way to attain happiness is through making others happy. This is the secret of a Merry Christmas.
Since Christ's humble beginnings in Nazareth, the world has made tremendous advances in many directions, and it has also gone through cataclysms too hideous to think about. Empires, great cities, huge navies and millions of men have been wiped out of existence, but these ideals of the Christ Spirit, the spirit of love and giving, enthroned in Christmas, are eternal. A millennium of wars could not crush
These ideals are still the ideals of many in this materialistic age, even more than ever before. They have sustained and fortified us. They are our everlasting Fountain of Youth, Faith and Joy. We are grateful for the unending fine responses that our readers have always given to them. They bring all of us closer together.
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