My husband, Mike, asked me to stay home from church today.
But today is the Christmas program, and they're counting on me to sing in the choir!
"You're coughing, sneezing, and can barely speak, much less sing," says he.
Humbug!
It's a sacrifice to keep my pride and these germs -- a "multitude of unheavenly hosts" -- home.
But wait. Today I can do something more important at home.
Today is for appreciating the desire and opportunities to sing as a true and recurring tender mercy that will once again come in my life.
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