I do actually, however it wasn't always my favorite. I recall hearing it over and over and over on our way speeding to the hospital Christmas day. It echoed in my brain all night long. And when she dying the next morning I remember falling to my knees and when she died I remember hearing the angels voice! This song haunted me for years after she died. I couldn't handle any Christmas songs actually. I was so bitter, hurt and angry. Until He moved that mountain for me Christmas of 2013 and the pain eased up clearing away the clouds that formed over my heart and soul. But the song still echoed. Until two Christmas's ago when I realized the song or the season had nothing to do with her for I had always had her on the throne and once I took her off of the throne and put Him on the throne I realized that song was no longer a sad song about her rather it was a happy song about Him. Now when I hear it, it's a reminder of where I was and a reassurance of where I am now. It is like a scar. It no longer hurts but the remembrance is still there. It is a happy song I can not get enough of.... Lee Greenwood's "Oh Holy Night."
