It’s December 4th already! I was up before the crack of dawn baking Christmas cookies and reflecting on last evening’s vespers (or, in plain English if you please, the sunset evening prayer service).
It was my first Advent Vespers, and it was lovely. In combination with Bible readings, silent reflection/prayer and a brief sermon, we sang the Holden Evening Prayer, which was written by Marty Haugen in 1986 when he was the musician-in-residence at a retreat center known as Holden Village—thus “Holden” in the name. (It’s also referred to as Vespers ’86, and you can hear a faithful version here.)
As I was getting out my sifter for my cookie making extravaganza, I spotted my old Snoopy mug from the 1970s—the one where Woodstock is sleeping at Snoopy’s feet, empty mugs all around him. The caption reads, “It never fails…three root beers and Woodstock falls fast asleep!”
I’ve been a fan of Woodstock and Snoopy for as long as I can remember. I always thought it started when my Sunday School teacher, Mr. Bricker, gave me a Woodstock pin for knowing my memory verses. I was four years old at the time. But it turns out, as I was going through some old photos the other evening, my Peanuts passion goes back a little further than that. …To at least three years old. The proof? A scene from Christmas past: Christmas 1973.
And since it’s Thursday, I’ll close with another throwback. This one is from 1996.