It was written during the Civil War. It’s hard to think of a worse time, one in which peace must have seemed so far away, so unlikely. A country divided against itself. Brothers fighting brothers. Bloody battles on American soil.
The author lost his wife and son. And though the road he traveled was dark, he heard the bells ring out that Christmas and was reminded of the truth. “God is not dead, nor does he sleep.” And he remained hopeful that peace would one day reign.
May the bells you hear this Christmas offer the same hopeful reminder to you. Wishing you and yours a wonderful Christmas! And may we have peace on Earth, indeed.