Come on weatherman,
Give us a forecast snowy white.
Can’t you hear the prayers
Of every childlike heart tonight?
Rockies are calling,
Denver snow falling,
Somebody said it’s four feet deep.
But it doesn’t matter,
Give me the laughter;
I’m gonna choose to keep

Another tender Tennessee Christmas….

I love Amy Grant’s Christmas albums. All three of them. I play them each year, multiple times. Over the years, songs like Tennessee Christmas have put words to things I think and feel but did not have the capacity to express in song the way Amy did. One of my connections with Amy’s music (Christmas and otherwise) can be explained by the fact that she’s just  a year older than I and so we have often experiencing similar stage-of-life things.

Yes, yes, Amy Grant sings pop music. And yes, in my mind at least, pop music has a rather short shelf-life. It’s not intended, I think, to be loved or even listened to for very long at all. Long-love for pop music is more a love for the memories associated with the music. That is some of my love for a song like Tennessee Christmas, to be sure.

But some of Amy’s work — and a good bit of it on the Christmas albums — moves beyond pop music. It is more timeless. At least for me.

Breath of Heaven is one of those songs.

Not only does that song give express well what I imagine Mary might have experienced in her thinking as she gave birth to the very Son of God, it connects my life to hers in that thinking. It gives word to my own sense of awe at God’s calling and my own awareness of my inadequacies to do what He asks unless He works through me. This is my prayer…

“Do you wonder as you watch my face
If a wiser one should have had my place
But I offer all I am
For the mercy of your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be
Help me”

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