In the heart of England, a small village with cobblestone streets, street lamps and centuries-old churches was ready for the Christmas season. The township resembled the perfect Christmas card with wreaths, lights and a larger than life Christmas tree in the centre of town. While Warwick is best known for its castle where in years past it was frequented by queens, princes, earls, dukes, duchesses and other notables, most are not aware of a quiet miracle that took place at Christmastime not so long ago.
In an unassuming chapel near Town Square, a faithful group of Christians from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints gather each Sunday to worship together and partake of holy sacraments. These followers of Christ pattern their lives after His teachings and strive to give of themselves and serve others.
At Christmastime, tradition calls for a choir to sing and all members of the small congregation were welcome to join and prepare music to sing at this special time of year. Singing experience wasn’t required – just a willing heart and voice. Even the full-time missionaries were recruited to increase numbers and achieve a proper balance of men and women. The choir director chose a simple two-part melody with a piano accompaniment which shared a thoughtful message of the first Christmas night.
Many members of the choir had not sung in a choir before and were strategically placed next to a more experienced member, hopefully, to better hear their part. The choir members rehearsed together for weeks in preparation for Christmas.
On the Sunday the choir was to sing, a young man named Tom Brannan was visiting the worship service with his father and happened to arrive early; the same time that choir members were holding a final run through before singing in church that day. Tom was invited to sing with them, and he willingly joined in. He had a nice voice, picked up the men’s part quickly and added a measure of support to the men’s section.
While waiting for the pianist to arrive, the men and women of the choir sang through their parts, together and separately. With just a few minutes to spare before the service was to begin, word came that the choir accompanist was unexpectedly delayed, and it was likely she would not make it in time for the performance. It would be impossible for this humble group to sing without a piano. Disappointment fills the room as the choir members soon realised they may not be singing in church that day; something they had looked forward to for some time.
As considerations were discussed, Tom came forward and said, “I don’t read music, but I play by ear and I could try to play a few chords.” At that moment, he sat down at the piano, composed an accompaniment and a miracle was born. Tom played beautifully as the piano framed the melody. The choir director led the women in first, and next the men – all while the piano carried the song forward.
Tears flowed freely as the words of the song filled the hearts and souls of those present. Tom’s unexpected offering brought a spirit of unity and strength. Imperfection was made perfect at that moment as the story of the first Christmas unfolded through music.
The experience sunk deep. It was a reminder that when we give of ourselves, miracles can happen. That is the true gift from God, offering our best and being made whole through His son Jesus Christ.