And I think of the hymn, Blessed Quietness that became almost a signature piece for Lucy Simpson. One of the best Christmas Eve's I ever had was right after a brutal and destructive divorce when I found myself alone on Christmas Eve. My sons were visiting their Mother, so I just went for a drive in the country. It was a cold, clear moonlit night with freshly fallen snow and the lights on the houses were a beautiful backdrop for a starry, starry night. I missed my sons terribly that night, and was still feeling battered and beaten from the divorce, but for me at least, there was Peace On Earth. At least in my little corner.

And I never felt so loved.

Jerry

May all know that peace, whatever your beliefs.