Saturday, December 19, 2009
Messiah
The Christmas season officially begins for me not the day after Thanksgiving, nor when hanging lights on the house (which coincided this year for the first time), nor with the first Christmas party, but with the first morning I can sit down and listen to a goodly portion of Handel's Messiah- following the words in Timothy Bott's illustrated calligraphy book. As my ears and eyes fill my mind and heart with the wonderful words of prophecy set to beautifully glorious swirls of music and calligraphy, my heart overflows with an ecstasy which is an intermingling of joy and longing- a cycle of satisfaction and desire for more, and my eyes brim with tears. This is a worship experience of the highest order, which can only be enhanced by sharing with family and friends.
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Every once in a while the topic of tradition is thrown around. I always think of sitting with you, Ian on your other side, listening to Handel's Messiah, and looking through Bott's illustration. Sometimes I traced the words with my fingers, sometimes I watched you tear up, and sometimes I drifted in and out of sleep. I loved this.
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