“Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low: and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain:” Isaiah 40:4
Nothing against the current Christian music scene, but sometimes you just need something that makes the sky crack open and Heaven come down. Songs about “losing my keys, that’s the stuff He uses” is okay, but not for me this morning. I needed to raise the rooftop, or in my case, the sunroof since I was driving. Nothing does that like Handel’s Messiah. I had forgotten that I had left it in the car from Christmas. I was going to start with the Easter portion, but then I thought better of it. I needed the whole enchilada……..
Only problem is, the more I was inspired and lifted to the Heavens, the faster I drove. By the time I got to telling the good tidings to Zion, I was going 82 in a 65 MPH zone! What’s worse, sometimes I get so inspired by this great work of Handel that I actually have to close my eyes! That’s another problem when you’re driving.
By the time I pulled into the parking lot at work to the soaring strings of “For unto Us a Child is Born” I felt like I was in the throne room of Heaven. This great work has always inspired me to tears. I find that when I start to sing certain parts of it, my throat closes up and I can’t sing. It always takes me back to when I learned it in choir years ago.
It was an Easter Sunday and we had to “borrow” an Adventist Church for the big crowd. Our director at that time had experience singing opera and he had a great voice, (he was also very easy on the eyes), but that’s another story…..He had some professional guest soloists come in from an opera company. We all practiced very hard….It was quite a feat and we were all very proud of ourselves. Our director made a bunch of North Dakota German/Russian laypeople, many of whom were pushing 50 sound darn good!
My brother ended up dedicating his life to the Lord that day. I will never forget how handsome he looked walking down that aisle, how gallant and humble, this tan wide-shouldered man in his white shirt.
It was a great Easter that year…….But then again, isn’t every Easter?
I made it to work without any speeding tickets, praise the Lord! Hope your weekend is a great one…..and may you count many Slug bugs, Punch a Buggies, or whatever you call them in your neck of the woods!