While painting “Oh Holy Night”, I was joyfully reminded of Christmas’s past and of the wonderful one’s still to come. Susie and I stroll past the manger scene, understanding all it represents, our steps muffled by the newly fallen snow. A gentleman loads a carefully chosen Christmas tree into the bed of his truck as a warm glow radiates through the stained glass windows of the church, like a beacon welcoming worshipers to share in the love of this evening.
Oh holy night! The stars are brightly Shining