One Can Hear the Falling Snow

My all around favorite Christmas song is - and no mom, it's not "Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time," although I think that I am the only person on the planet that actually LIKES listening to that song every year. I look forward to it actually. It's a Christmas Classic to me, thank you Wings - um.. my favorite song is... drum roll please... "Still, Still, Still."
It has the most beautiful lyrics I have ever heard. I imagine it's a parent talking to a child before bedtime. It fills me with joy to think of my children being surrounded by angels while they sleep. That we will all be happy together when our Savior arrives. To take it one step farther, it reminds me of the love that Heavenly Father has for all of His children. The peace we can feel when we are in His presence again.
I am overwhelmed with the Spirit of Christmas and of life when I listen to this song.
The past couple of weeks, it's been snowing like crazy in the wintry state of Utah. I am NOT a fan of the cold. I'm scared to death of driving down a snow covered street. BUT, I do love the scarves and gloves that people wear. And I have a coat fetish -I'm not ashamed.
One of my favorite things, though, is to bundle up and relax on the back porch -with a cup of 7 eleven hot chocolate- and watch the snow fall to the ground. Everything is so bright. Even in the dark, the sky is so full of snow-filled clouds, it brightens up the Earth. Day or night, the rooftops blend in with the sky. The leafless trees are gorgeous still, being iced in layers of white. The fresh snow that blankets the ground is the most beautiful before someone steps on it.
Although the beach is warm and the perfect setting to read a book -Jennifer-I do agree that I wouldn't mind that setting either. There's nothing that brings the feeling of Christmas to me more than snow.
Like my favorite Christmas song, snow brings with it a sense of peace, of stillness. Isn't that a part of the Christmas Spirit? "Peace on Earth, Goodwill toward Men."

Still, Still, Still

One can hear the falling snow

for all is hushed

the world is sleeping

holy star, it's vigil keeping

still, still, still

one can hear the falling snow

Sleep, sleep, sleep

'tis the eve of our Savior's birth

the night is peaceful, all around you

close your eyes

let sleep surround you

sleep, sleep, sleep

'tis the eve of our Savior's birth

Dream, dream, dream

of the joyous day to come

while guardian angels

without number

watch you as you sweetly slumber

dream, dream, dream

of the joyous day to come