The Most Wonderful Day of the Year? The Lure of Christmas Music

The imagery, customs and music of Christmas are joyful for many UUs but have emotional baggage for others. Why do we still celebrate or contend with ancient traditions and enjoy singing together, at least at a holiday party?

Prelude: O Come, O Come, Immanuel

Opening Hymn: Lo, How  Rose E’er Blooming

Offertory: Sing We Now of Christmas

Hymn: Angels We Have heard on High

Message:

          The question mark following the title:  “The Most

Wonderful Day of the Year?” is there because, for many

people, the undiluted cheer surrounding us is not helpful.

We are in the dark time of the year, many of us isolated

now by an epidemic, and we are aware of fear and want

in our world.

           Christmas music seems to be everywhere. TV ads

feature subliminal –and often not—bits of well known

tunes.  There is, for example, the add that softly plays

“Hark how the bells, Sweet silver bells” while a new,

blue Cadillac comes through the mist. Or, a more

assertive version that invites “On, on they send..”

us to iHop.

        We Unitarians have to cope with nostalgia versus

scientific knowledge, and the pervasive sensory reminders

that we don’t all necessarily remember Happy

Christmases.

      And yet, we’ve had lovely yearly holiday parties

where people join in singing Christmas songs.

    I gave a book to a friend with a new grandbaby,

a funny book you may have seen called “Go the  F****

to Sleep”.  My friend’s young daughter, asked to

read from it aloud, said “I am NOT going to say that

word!” 

          Our UU hymnal has re-cast many familiar songs

because of sensitivity to “Christmas”.   “I am NOT

going to sing those words!” ( I am NOT going to buy

anything made in China or eat anything GMO…”)

But…we would love to know again long lost friends

and family and to experience again togetherness and

generosity of spirit.

          To quote the mayor of Whoville, contemplating

the Grinch:  “Can we just get back to Christmas

the way it should be?”

         I know, from 65 years of accompanying, the

power of music, especially singing together, to stir

emotions- for good and also ill.  Even sounds move

us by association. If you should hear:

    (exs: Taps, Call to the Post, Stars and Stripes)

you experience the emotional language of music.

         Christmas carol words and their imagery are

a composite of many legends.

         The literal story of the birth of Jesus, as told in

the Bible, is not central to our UU beliefs. As my

mother would say, “I hae me doots..”   But

our principles and worship grow out of European

Christian tradition.

         The marvelous thing about the very large

collection of music we inherit around the nativity

story is the evidence of specific beliefs and practices

of diverse cultures in our past as well as the

affirmation of universal truths.

          The imagery about motherhood, nature,

sun and moon and the heavens, hope and charity

that are part of the song texts still pulls us in.

           Our  Opening Words today, by Emerson,

are about the human reaching for SOMETHING

beyond the veil.

            In “O Come, O Come, Immanuel” we travel

through the captivity of Israel and the misery of 12th

century Europe into Hope for peace and Redemption,

or connection with the Divine.

            “Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming” brings us to

the divine Something through the universal Mother

and the exquisite beauty of a rose.

             I enjoy some holiday movies. These have

simple metaphors. We understand that believing

in Santa is like having hope, that the Grinch’s

preoccupation with getting gifts misses the point

of charity.  I think we have to approach Christmas

songs with the same understanding.

          It’s interesting that the birth stories of great

religious leaders have certain things in common.

          Confucius’ birth heralded power over life

and death, symbolized by the presence of dragons,

and is celebrated at the time of the full moon.

           Sources for Buddha’s life conflict and are

full of omens and miracles. His mother gave birth

in a garden under a tree while, traveling to her native

home. She dreamt he was conceived by an elephant,

the god of joy and fortune. Seers predicted his birth

and came to meet him. His birthday is celebrated at

a full moon and represents life, wisdom and death.

         Mithra, popular in Jesus’ day, was born on Dec.

25, of a virgin or sometimes from a hole in the rock, which

is what a manger looked like in ancient Israel. He was

a Mediator between God and man, had 12 disciples, and

is associated with the sun and solstice.

            So: the visitor from above, a saintly mother,

God coming to man, birth in the natural world, seers

interpreting the heavens, the advent of light bringing

Hope for the future…these are universal archetypes.

           I think we can enjoy all the miraculous happenings

in Christmas songs the same way we accept metaphor in

pop culture. Although. I personally dislike mugs and

cushions that say “Believe.”

               We like to hear a familiar story. It grounds us

in a cultural sense. We have a mysterious awe of nature

and sense of beauty and a fascination with the unknown,

and we like positive role models, especially in stories

about normal people.

              A lovely, intimate story of the Birth is told in

Christina Rossetti’s poem “In the Bleak Midwinter”,

which we’ll sing now.

             In the Bleak Midwinter

         We also respond to a catchy tune. Chanting

has been a memory aid from the Iliad to Genesis.

If you bring news in a popular folk tune you

can be sure people will repeat it.  French

carols are often simple  dance tunes. Let’s sing

an example: 

           Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabella.

     We can relate just now to darkness and to death.

many early Christmas songs focus on sacrifice and

redemption. We have liked to think we are not powerless

in the natural world, but for many religious people,

that is where the magic is woven into the legends.

Sacrifice, death, and rebirth are joined in many carols.

In the song We Three Kings of Orent Are, death

is part of the message, as Balthazar brings myrrh,

an embalming fluid.

              We Three Kings of Orient Are

        Pagan songs accompanied by fertility rituals were

especially targeted by the early Christian church. (Before we

groan in agreement, we should remember that we’ve

changed the words in our own hymnal to cast out dubious

ideas.)  Holly and ivy were once popular in solstice

celebrations, so, well, take a good tune and exercise a

little misinformation and you have a song to rival Fox news.

Let’s sing now:

              The Holly and the Ivy

    Other holidays associated with Christmas time

celebrate the lives of heros and saints, particular

ones whose legends were models of good behavior.

Our closing hymn tells the story of a good king

        Closing Hymn;  Good King Wenceslas

    The missionaries never successfully wiped

out tree worship…so let’s indulge in

   (Postlude)  O Christmas Tree

And, in closing, let’s remember we can still sing:

      We Wish You a Merry Christmas

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