A Merry Little Christmas

 Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas was immortalised by 21 year-old Judy Garland when she sang this song to Margaret O’Brien. From a family in crisis, big sister’s singing to reassure her little sister brought tears to the eyes of the audience.  The film was Meet Me in St Louis.

This is a very tragic Christmas. Suddenly nothing about the season seems very meaningful. The issues that seemed important to me a few days ago now feel very trivial. Everything changed on Friday morning, even though I am nowhere near the events.

I will still post the blogs I have prepared, and I hope people read them. If we stop everything, then the mad gunman, the forces of evil really have won, and I don’t want to admit that.

The melancholy yearning for olden days happy golden days of yore seems to strike the right note. One can’t turn back the clock, but defiant hope, even if we know it is delusional, can help us get through the terrible present.

Instead of attempting a great big perfect Christmas, the best Christmas ever, we need to pause and listen to the song’s advice: aim to muddle through somehow and have a merry little christmas.

I know that even that much will be impossible for many families this year, and my heart goes out to them! If only we could stop the merriment, turn off the lights, silence the music… if only we could stop Christmas for five minutes… to show the grieving families and the grieving and suffering everywhere that we care!

The song has become a staple of the holiday season, with covers by many performers.   Here are the lyrics as sung by Judy Garland.  They have been changed in many recordings to present a mindless optimism that ignores the poignant hope of the original.  I decided not to post them thid year.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

 Have yourself a merry little christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be
Out of sight
Have yourself a merry little christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be
Miles away
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more
Someday soon, we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then, well have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little christmas now.

 

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