“Come To The Manger” is a Christmas song written by my dear friend, colleague, mentor and first piano teacher the Reverend Doctor Lois Ruth Bartel. Over the years I sang her song at quite a few Christmas Eve Candlelight Services at our church, both accompanied by various wonderful pianists and once, terrifyingly, a cappella when our musician couldn’t make it through the snowstorm! It’s haunting melody and message fill me still with the wonder, mystery and magic of this sacred time. I share it with you this Christmas morn, before the sun even rises on a brand new day, hoping it finds your heart as open and filled with love as mine is for you … ❤️
Come, come to the manger
See the sweet infant there,
See the beautiful lady
Watch with loving care.
Come, come with the humble
Hear the choirs above,
There, yes there in the manger
Is found the only true love.
Have you searched and searched the world around
And never found true peace?
The come, come, come to the manger
Or your search will never cease.
Where, where is that manger?
Where, oh where do you start?
You can find it your own way:
Just say a prayer with your heart.
… is probably the attitude that has kept me from doing more that might have been really lovely. And “what could it hurt?” is the attitude which has gotten me in the most trouble!
Flush with the promise of new dreams and high intentions from the just passed new moon, eager for Mercury to go direct again, and with the shortest day and longest night just past, we launch our new baby: linsleylegacy.com into the world! Like most newly born, it’s full potential may be difficult to discern just yet, but here are some of the visions, in no particular order, that Gil and I, as proud parents, can see…Chronicles of our travels in the motorhome, Gail’s sermon archives, Gil’s blog, Jazz Guys music videos, family news and pictures, and ?
Peace be unto thee stranger. Enter and be not afraid.
The door is open and thou art welcome to our home.
There is room in our house for all.
We have swept the hearth and lighted the fire.
The room is warm and cheerful and
you will find comfort and rest within.
The table is laid and the fruits of Life are spread before thee.
The wine is here also. It sparkles in the light.
We have set a chair for you
where the sunbeams dance through the shade.
Sit and rest and refresh your soul.
Eat of the fruit and drink the wine.
All, all is yours, and you are welcome.