Every December, I am thankful. . .

When I was in high-school, I spent two years in a madrigal ensemble. During the Christmas season both years our group went out in renaissance regalia and caroled in malls and clubs and nursing homes, and our director, Mr. Anderson, pretty much forced us to memorize 3 or 4 verses of 8 or 9 standard Christmas carols.

“No more let sin or sorrow reign, nor thorns infest the ground!”

And even now when we sing these songs at church, or when our family goes Christmas caroling with our small group, I often don’t have to look at the book. Because I know them. And I’m grateful.

So if you happen to know a guy named Glen Anderson who taught choral music in New Brighton, MN during the mid 80’s, tell him thanks from me.