I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm

The song I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm[i]  was written by Irving Berlin, and popularized by Billie Holiday

The snow is snowing
The wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm
Why do I care how much it may storm
I’ve got my love to keep me warm

Off with my overcoat
Off with gloves
I need no overcoat
I’m burning with love

My heart’s on fire
The flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm
Why do I care how much it may storm
I’ve got my love to keep me warm

Billie Holiday sings that she has her love to keep her warm. What is she singing about? Perhaps it is a lover that keeps one warm. It also might be a spouse. The question arises, “What is love?”

Here are some things that love is not.

Love is not. . .. falling in “love.”: “We fall in love only when we are consciously or unconsciously sexually motivated.”

Love is not dependency.: “Love is the free exercise of choice. Two people love each other only when they are quite capable of living without each other but choose to live with each other.”

Love is not Self-Sacrifice: “He had to learn that not giving at the right time was more compassionate than giving at the wrong time, and that fostering independence was more loving than taking care of people who could otherwise take care of themselves. He also had to learn that expressing his own needs, anger, resentments and expectations was every bit as necessary to the mental health of his family as his self-sacrifice, and therefore that love must be demonstrated in confrontation as much as in beatific acceptance.”

Love is not a feeling: “The common tendency to confuse love with the feeling of love allows people all manner of self-deception. An alcoholic man, whose wife and children are desperately in need of his attention at that very moment, may be sitting in a bar with tears in his eyes, telling the bartender, “I really love my family.” People who neglect their children in the grossest of ways often will consider themselves the most loving of parents. There may be a self-serving quality in this tendency to confuse love with the feeling of love; it is easy and not at all unpleasant to find evidence of love in one’s feelings. It may be difficult and painful to search for evidence of love in one’s actions. But because true love is an act of will that often transcends short-lived feelings of love or cathexis, it is correct to say, “Love is as love does.” Love and non-love, as good and evil, are objective and not purely subjective phenomena.”

“I define love thus: The will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth.”[ii]

In The Vision, the United Methodist Church NY Annual Conference newsletter the question is asked, “What Is Love?”[iii]

It’s silence when your words would hurt;
It’s patience when another is curt;
It’s deafness when some gossip flows;
It’s compassion for another’s woes;
It’s courage when misfortune falls;
It’s firmness when one’s duty calls;
It’s restitution made when due;
It’s forgiving when asked of you.

What we probably less likely to hear is that love is work. Love demands that we work at it.

The birth of a child in Bethlehem makes this all possible. It is love that came down on Christmas. This child becomes and adult who teaches us love, what it means and how to achieve it. He demonstrated love successfully. We love because he first loved us.

[i] Source: LyricFind: I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm lyrics © Concord Music Publishing LLC

[ii] M. Scott Peck, The Road Less Traveled

[iii] The Vision, NY Annual Conference newsletter, Pentecost 1992.

 

Happiness or Joy

Holly Jolly Christmas was written by Johnny Marks. The song was popularized by Beryl Ives.

Have a holly, jolly Christmas
It’s the best time of the year
I don’t know if there’ll be snow
But have a cup of cheer
Have a holly, jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet

I don’t see holly much in Wisconsin. It is widely used in New England. When I was younger, my family and I lived on HIghland Street in South Middleboro, Mass. Growing along the wood line were some of Holly trees. Near Christmas we would go and harvest some Holly with its colorful red berries. We had readymade Christmas decorations. But look out for the sharp points on the leaves.

Johnny Marks wrote have a holly, jolly Christmas. Okay so you have holly for Christmas where is the jolly? The meaning of jolly is a little illusive. Its meaning can be found in a popular dictionary. Look it up in https://www.dictionary.com/browse/jolly and you discover that jolly can be in good spirits; lively; merry: cheerfully festive or convivial: joyous; happy: Christmas is a jolly season.

Jolly can be understood as happiness. Happiness is a game. The game evolves. If you are the winner, you laugh and have fun. If you are the loser, well that brings it own rewards. How many people invest in the lottery when the odds of winning are so enormous that your chances are nil.

Happiness is external. It is dependent on what is won or received. The presents are received. The wrapping paper is torn away. The gist is revealed. The game is played, the clothes are worn. In time the game is put in a closet or donated to a charity. The clothes wear out and may be used for rags. What is won or received is temporary.

Joy is internal. Joy is not developed from what is received, but from what is given. The most valuable gift that you can give is yourself. The last three lines of the song quoted above are:
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet

Saying hello is giving of yourself. A smile is giving of yourself. When you are thoughtfully giving someone a present you are giving something of yourself. Giving creates an inner warmth and peaceful joy.

I will not wish you a happy Christmas, I will wish you a joyous Christmas.

Finding Peace in a Noisy World

It is a peaceful scene. The new fallen snow has covered the brown of earth and its grass. The falling snow creates a quietness that seems to speak to the hot trembling of mind and body. All is at rest until the scene of broken by the sounds of popular Christmas music.

Winter Wonderland[1]

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
We’re happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland . . .

Later on, we’ll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we’ve made
Walking in a winter wonderland

Now the meadow is full of singing, the neighing of the horse, and the tracks of sleigh runners. The peace that was initially experienced is overcome. We can still have peace, even during the Christmas coconaphy of sounds.

The story is told about an art competition awarded a prize for the best expression of peace. One painting depicted a deer and a fawn grazing at the skirt of a mountain meadow rimmed with pines and cedars stretching heavenward. Another showed a cat curled up in a basket, resting with all its being, as only cats can do.

But the first prize went to the painting of a tumultuous waterfall. Torrents rushed downward, crashing on the rocks below, sending spray high above. A tree branch extended just above the mist, with a bird’s nest in a fork. Safely within were the mother bird and two babies.

That’s tranquility. The ability to relax in the most rushed circumstances. Serene surroundings don’t produce peace. The absence of animosity doesn’t. If peace depended on the setting, many could never find serenity.

Peace is being in harmony, allowing God to fit all the pieces of our lives together. As we cultivate the presence of the Holy Spirit deep down, he brings peace.[2]

Great story. Enough said.

[1] Richard Bernhard Smith and Felix Bernard
[2] Tim Riter, Deep Down (Wheaton, Ill.: Tyndale House, 1995), 72.