Last night our adult church choir ("Proclaim") had its annual holiday party. (I call it a holiday party not to be politically correct but because the holiday varies from year to year--sometimes it's Christmas, sometimes Epiphany, sometimes something else).
It was a lovely evening. One of our basses and his wife opened their beautifully decorated, spacious, and warm home and we gathered for food and fellowship. And oh yes, gifts for the director and accompanist. :-) (THANK YOU, CHOIR!! YOU ARE TOO GOOD TO US!)
We ended the night with--what else?--singing. Here's a 1-minute video clip of some of our choir members and their families singing "In Dulci Jubilo." The young people you see here, except for Caitlin, are actually in the choir. (Don't worry, sweetie; your time is coming!) There are a few spouses singing along who are not. But what a joyful noise they all make. And what a counter-cultural one, too--an intergenerational party where young and old--um, make that older--gather around the piano and sing--of all things--Christmas carols!
Our country--and world--would be a better place if there were more gatherings like these.
(For those who may not know, the pianist is my husband and the young man standing to the right of him is my son.)