“And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, ‘Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.’ And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.’”
From the Holy Bible (Luke 2:8-14)
After three trains,
two buses, and seven hours I made it from Coventry, Warwickshire to Wells, Somerset.
How I miss having a car! By that transport it would have only taken two hours
and thirty minutes. Ah, well, nothing to be done about it!
Wells is a small
cathedral city situated in the southwest(ish) region of England and the home of
my friend Katherine’s mum. Being family-less for the holidays (by choice, I can
thinking of many better ways to spend a thousand dollars than a single round
trip plane ticket) Katherine kindly invited me to spend Christmas with her, her
mum, Vesta, and D’Artagnan (the last two
are cats, don’t worry).
Having been starved
of my usual banquet of Christmas music due to lack of access to my Christmas
CDs (I only had time to download one onto my new computer) and limited accessibility
to Pandora (don’t ask) I was brimming with excitement to listen to and sing
with the choir. Because of this famine I checked out the Cathedral website and
planned my Christmas musical endeavors with zeal. On my first evening we went
to a candlelight concert in the Cathedral. Apparently being in a Cathedral
Choir is a big deal…who knew? Because of this the music exceeded my
expectations and the atmosphere put me even deeper into the Christmas spirit.