Monday, December 14, 2015

Why I Write the Christmas Play

I've mentioned previously on this blog that I write Christmas plays for my junior choir at church.  Last year, I did not.  The choir had become very small, the kids involved in a plethora of after-school events and the adults exhausted by all the demands of the season.  Last year, I kept my hands off the computer keyboard and let others take the lead, and that included hearing a beautiful cello solo by our gifted church organist -- also cellist.  I thought how lovely the music sounded and my imagination took over. I could not keep from writing yet another Christmas play.  And so, "Humphrey the Lonely Cello" was born. 
But this year, I vowed to be smarter. I wrote a story for narration only with members of the choir acting the parts but not speaking lines.  Fewer rehearsals, fewer bodies needed, fewer demands on all of our time.   Despite being "smart" the lead up to this year's concert overtook all my other resolutions.  I made last minute costume accessories, baked last minute goodies for the tea,
organized others to bake cookies, recruited a kitchen team, marked a script for the lighting guy, coached a teenager on her solo, moved pews, ransacked my house for desk lamps and gave my husband permission to lock me in a closet if I ever again got an idea about a Christmas play!

Show night came, all was in readiness, and the sound system at the church went on the fitz. 

What's a Christmas concert without a panic?  The minister and his son hauled out our portable sound system, the audience sang some carols and, finally, we began.

Our little play came off brilliantly.   When I first began writing for our church stage, the star of this show was two years old.
  We've put on eight productions since then and the children -- er-- youth -- are all pros.  They appear on stage with ease and aplomb.  They have great ideas about how to perform a scene.  They take responsibility for making the show succeed.  I am very blessed to have them in my life at all times, but especially at Christmas they add the "merry and bright" part.
My husband, lovely man that he is, painted the sets,built the "cello", lifted the heavy stuff, narrated the story, held my hand, missed his dinner, and didn't complain once.

Christmas has changed since I was young.  Public celebrations now focus on "The Holidays."  To proclaim the birth of Christ in the marketplace or the workplace is to invite censure.  Towns put up lights, Santa visits and there's a tree on every corner but the wonder, the beauty and the holiness of the season are lost beneath the wrapping paper.  
The trend saddens me. I miss being part of a world where "everybody", or at least everybody I knew, understood what Christmas meant.  But, God always has a reason.  Perhaps, by taking Christ out of mainstream Christmas celebrations, those of us who love Him must consider more carefully our faith, examine our motivations, contemplate what that long ago birth means in our day.
 Maybe that's why I can't help writing a Christmas play.  I rebel against too much food, too many presents and too numerous parties.   My Christmas includes Bethlehem and shepherds and wise men. Together, with my little band of actors/singers, we declare the message of Christ in the manger, the coming of peace, good will toward men.  We sing out the faith in our hearts and the hope in our souls.  We celebrate the real Christmas.     
Gloria in excelsis Deo

Alice Valdal welcomes comments on this blog or on her personal website. 

She has a new Christmas short story, set in her favourite historical fictional town, Prospect, B.C.  You can get your own copy by dropping by her website and subscribing to her newsletter.

You can also read her collection of Christmas stories in 
"The Man Who Loved Christmas"


  1. Fun for Christians, like you said, and people are still meeting Jesus for the first time during these Christmas programs. Happened at our church last night. Never stop :)

  2. Hope your event went well. I love the after glow part!

  3. This story should be a made into a movie, Alice. Hallelujah. Well done. What a delight for your church to have you & your hubby so selflessly give to sharing the true message of Christmas.

    Wishing you both a very Merry Christmas. And now I'm going to pop over to website to grab that story of yours.

    1. Thanks Ian. The play is a bit like writing -- hard at the time, very nice to have done. Merry Christmas to you and yours too.

    2. Alice and Ian: Merry Christmas! :)

  4. Love the cello! You have a clever husband. Have you thought of publishing a collection of simple plays like this? I'll bet there are other churches who would jump at them.

  5. You and my minister are on the same wave-length! I could publish "Humphrey" because it's all narration. The other one's I've written use music that is copyrighted so I couldn't publish them without a whole lot of headaches. Thanks for the encouragement anyway.