25 Songs of Christmas (#8 – Do You Hear What I Hear)

World peace begins with a breeze and a baby.

I am now jumping into week two of my 25 songs of Christmas and finally the random number generator picks me a song I really like. Don’t get me wrong. The songs I have done so far are (mostly) nice, cute, traditional songs and I enjoy them as much as the next guy trying to get into the mood for Christmas. I especially enjoy them when Mariah Carey is singing or Kenny G is working his magic, but some of them would not have made my 25 list if I was just going with favorites instead of the most iconic. This is the first time I have the opportunity to write on one that would be in my top ten if I ever bothered to make such a list.

Before I really begin writing on this, however, I want to back up and share another tale as old as time. It is actually a proverb and the earliest known written version of it goes something like this: “Diz ſagent uns die wîſen, ein nagel behalt ein îſen, ein îſen ein ros, ein ros ein man, ein man ein burc, der ſtrîten kan.” Now, I haven’t the first clue how to translate Middle German from the fifteenth century so I am completely dependant on others when they tell me this means: “The wise tell us that a nail keeps a shoe, a shoe a horse, a horse a knight, a knight who can fight, a castle.”

 

Across time and cultures this same proverb has arrived to us in a more negative form: “For want of a nail the shoe was lost. For want of a shoe the horse was lost. For want of a horse the rider was lost. For want of a rider the message was lost. For want of a message the battle was lost. For want of a battle the kingdom was lost. And all for want of a horseshoe nail.” Shorter than both these proverbs, I will now give you my own version: Little things have big potential. This simple truth is something I have to remind myself of when I am doing preparation or research when I would much rather be watching the Brooklyn Nets (horrible this year) or ‘Cuse or Real Madrid. It is something I have to tell myself when I log into memrise to practise my Turkish vocab rather than going for that Ian Esselmont novel I am currently reading. Honestly, it is something I should be telling myself and advice I should be heeding far more than I should.

Today a four year old boy was sitting in on my third grade class. I am not really sure why he was there. I know he was with his sister and I am guessing that either their mom needed some time to herself or had some errands to run or some such. Whatever the reason, this boy became the mascot for the class as he sat in on Arabic, and Turkish, and math, and finally English lessons that I am sure were completely beyond him. I know in my class I did my best to include him as much as possible. When we broke up into teams he was on his sister’s. When I would randomly have kids answer questions, he would get the easiest ones. His sister would whisper the answer and the whole class would cheer when he scored a point for his team.

I have no idea if this Moe will remember me or anything about this day. Most likely not. How much do you remember from that age? On the other hand, I have no idea if the kindness and love and inclusion he felt with the “big kids” will be the nail in the shoe of the horse that will carry him forward into a successful, God honoring life. The blacksmith on the forge has no idea that the piece of metal between his hammer and anvil will determine the fate of a kingdom. The words or encouragement I speak today could very well become the breeze that whispers to the lamb who bleats to the shepherd boy who speaks to the king who proclaims to his kingdom peace everywhere. World peace begins with a breeze and a baby. The baby… that is Jesus. The wind… that’s my part. It is your part. Let us do the little things. I’m going to show this song one more time but instead of just hearing another cute Christmas song, really listen. Listen and dream.

 

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9 thoughts on “25 Songs of Christmas (#8 – Do You Hear What I Hear)

  1. Great post and reminder for us about acceptance and inclusion! How awesome you included the boy and allowed him to participate in your teaching process! Wonderful decision, as I could see many teachers having him removed and bring him to spend the day in the office. Proud of you for setting such a good example!

  2. What a great reminder. It is the little things that build upon each other that changes the world. And I pray that your day with that boy, or more your short time with him, does indeed continue to spread the knowledge of love in his life. And the same for the lives of all those you impact every day. A seed planted…

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