Handel's Messiah and me.

For a few years I sang in the Messiah with our local orchestra. I'm not musically inclined but I loved it. Part of that experience was the choir director, Adrianne Tawa, we have until it's time to hand us over to the director of the orchestra. She's so fun and has a very comprehensive way of getting us to do things exactly as she wants us to do them. The Orchestra Conductor, Xun Sun, has a way of commanding perfection and when we perform his happiness with us is well expressed on his face for only us to see. It's always been a beautiful thing that I love doing. For a short time there was a different choir director and I lost my enthusiasm. I haven't performed for a few years now and I have lost much of what I had learned. I'm going to have to search for my Messiah alto for dummies cd. I've often said that if my house was on fire, after getting the family out and if I'm lucky all of the photos, I'd run back in for my Messiah score. It's like an old friend and my daughter laughed as she learned why, tonight. My notations over the years are invaluable and consist of odd things to create the mood of the music I am singing but I will often write a note like "Pay attention because you are going to mess up when you turn the page." And I still mess up where I said I would.
Aside from the beauty of the music and being a part of something so profound, I find myself unable to sing certain parts because of the spiritual nature of the words taken from Isaiah. Handel so beautifully managed to express the life of Christ and to sing the words "Wonderful, Counselor, the Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace" is difficult because I am always moved to tears. Tears of gratitude.