Brief Refreshment before commencing with the madness...

Must the end of Advent always find me tied in such knots? Exhaustion that surpasses the adventure of joyful late nights of preparation and enters into an unfortunate something that looks remarkably like wretched desperation. Oh, where is my Infant King Who will raise me out of this madness? He is coming.

I stumbled upon the London Symphony Orchestra and the Tenebrae choir performing Handel's Messiah (2006) on YouTube and got swallowed up in it. I wish I was sitting in that audience (5th row, center) just inhaling the sound until my teeth vibrate.
For Behold, darkness shall cover the earth, and gross darkness the people; but the Lord shall rise upon thee, and His glory shall be seen upon thee, and the Gentiles shall come to thy light, and kings to the brightness of thy rising....
Come unto Him, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and He will give you rest. Take His yoke upon you, and learn of Him, for He is meek and lowly of heart, and ye shall find rest unto your souls. 
If I could sing those words like they do, you better believe I would. I'd do it right now. And everyone would think I'm crazy. But not crazier than I already was today. A much better kind of crazy.

Posted on December 23, 2009 and filed under "Christmas music", "Handel's Messiah".