Fellow Christmas Passengers
From Music and the Spoken Word
Delivered By: Lloyd D. Newell • Program 4343
On a cold winter night not long ago, a
young family seeking to feel the real joy of the Christmas season
volunteered to serve dinner in a homeless shelter. At first, some of the
younger children were a bit frightened by the sights, smells, and
sounds of the inner-city shelter. They had never been so close to such
distress before. But, in time, a little Christmas miracle took place.
As the family served the hot meal,
they began to interact with the homeless residents. They exchanged
smiles, laughter, and small talk. Then the singing started. No one
really remembers who began to sing first—perhaps one of the residents or
one of the children—but before long, everyone was singing Christmas
carols. The room filled with the sweet spirit of Christmas. It became
like a great party, almost a family reunion. They were no longer
strangers but brothers and sisters, children of the same God. It was
powerful, personal, and poignant—a night never to be forgotten.
In Charles Dickens’s A Christmas
Carol, Scrooge’s nephew Fred describes Christmas as "a good time; a
kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in
the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to
open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people [around] them
as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another
race of creatures bound on other journeys.”1
No heavenly angels sang that night at
the shelter—at least, not in the literal sense—but heaven came closer
to everyone there. As the evening ended and the family stepped back into
the cold night, they each felt the joy and meaning of Christmas more
deeply. The stars shone a little brighter, hearts had opened freely, and
they all felt a little closer to a few of their fellow passengers on
the journey of life.
1 (1906), 5–6.
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