Our church choir was small, but we worked hard on our Christmas program.
“If we do our best, God will do the rest,” I told them at each rehearsal.
But just a week before we were due to perform, several members of the choir came down with a cold.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to sing at all next week,” one after another told me in a raspy voice. We’re down to only a few people, I thought. Has all our hard work been for nothing?
The morning of the performance, a mountain pass got snowed in and eliminated two more members.
“All we can do is our best,” I told the remaining choir members right before the program. “God will do the rest.”
I couldn’t imagine how that might be possible, though. What did I expect, after all. A Christmas program miracle?
We gave it everything we had, but nothing could make a handful of members into a full choir. If only the audience could have heard us at top strength, I thought when it was over.
One of the congregation approached me.
“Mrs. Johnson,” he said, “that was a tremendous program! Never have I heard such beautiful Christmas music.”
He is just being polite, I thought. But then several other people came up to tell me the same thing. They were way too enthusiastic for mere politeness. The audience had heard something remarkable.
“Hark! The Herald Angels Sing” hadn’t been a part of the Christmas program that year. But I believe that’s exactly what happened. Angels sang to fill in the gaps in our choir. We’d done our best and God had done the rest.
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