I was all ready to continue with the “gaudete” today. Then the world hit me, too many stories of corruption, deliberate ignorance, and civilization-ending envy. Getting it from several directions set me aback, and chased the “gaudete” away.

I know for a fact I’m not the only one feeling this. Glenn Beck has finally betrayed the very people he claimed to stand for and, even though we half suspected this would happen sooner than later, it’s still, somehow, a shock. The Secretary of State is busy helping institute sharia in our nation, and a bunch of whiny brats are throwing a tantrum and blocking the ports. And that’s only a small part of what we’ve been bombarded with, only today.

In desperation, I turned to a trusted playlist and, first up, was a song not only appropriate to the season, but a song that never fails to give me goosebumps. The lyrics were written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, after his wife died and his son was wounded while fighting in the Civil War.

If you know this version, sing along. . .