The God Who Transforms “Mess” into “Messiah”
Christmas is coming and your house is a mess. Maybe even your whole life feels like a mess right about now. Honey, you are so not alone!
George was a mess.
One night in 1741, as this bent old man shuffled listlessly down a dark London street. he was starting out on one of the aimless, despondent wanderings that had become a nightly ritual for him. His mind was a battleground between hope based on his past glories and despair based on the future.
George Frederich Handel couldn’t help but think of his roller coaster life…
For 40 years he had written stately music for the aristocracy of England and Europe. Kings and queens had showered him with honors. Then court society turned against him, reducing him to poverty and illness. For awhile he experienced a recovery in health and fortune, until his patroness, Queen Caroline, died. As Handel sank deeper into debt, his heart sank deeper into depression.
Trudging into the warmth of his apartment that night, he discovered a package had been delivered– a commission to write a sacred oratorio. He would have preferred writing another opera. That is, until he began to read the words he was asked to set to music… “He was despised and rejected of men;” “Wonderful, Counselor, the Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace;” and “I know that my Redeemer Liveth.”
As these words came alive with meaning and purpose, so did Handel.
He became consumed with writing and then jumping up and running to the harpsichord. At times he would stride up and down the room flailing the air with his arms and singing at the top of his lungs, “Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” the tears running down his cheeks.
People thought he was going mad. For 24 days he labored like a fiend with little rest or food. Then he fell on his bed exhausted, with his new score, “Messiah,” laying on his desk. At the very first performance of “Messiah,” the King and Queen attended and spontaneously stood in reverence when the “Hallelujah Chorus” began. That custom has continued to this day.
Handel never again succumbed to despair. Age sapped his vitality, he went blind, but his undaunted spirit remained to the last. “Until us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given” became words that gave him new life.
And through his oratorio, George Frederich Handel lit a torch that still shines.
This Child whom we celebrate during Christmas has great power to rescue those at the end of their rope – “messes” like you and me. To offer a lifeline which restores purpose and passion to a discouraged soul. To anoint with power so that even the feeblest of humans can make a divine offering back to the Giver. Friend, this is nothing short of total transformation!
What will your “Messiah” be this Christmastide?
For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given;
And the government will be upon His shoulder.
And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor,
Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. (Isaiah 9:6)
My Grandmother Secrest first told me this story at Christmas when I was a little girl. I never forgot it, nor her enthusiastic storytelling. What stories are you sharing with your grands (or others) this Christmas?
Every Blessing, Lucinda
“Helping You Choose a Life of Serenity & Strength”
©2022 Lucinda Secrest McDowell www.LucindaSecrestMcDowell.com
Lucinda Secrest McDowell is a storyteller and seasoned mentor who engages both heart and mind while “Helping You Choose a Life of Serenity & Strength.” A graduate of Gordon Conwell Theological Seminary, she has authored 16 books including “Soul Strong – 7 Keys to a Vibrant Life” , “Life-Giving Choices – 60 Days to What Matters Most,” “God’s Purpose for You,” and “The Courage to Write.” (Purchasing my books here benefits me as an Amazon associate.) She writes from “Sunnyside” cottage in New England and shares encouraging words weekly at LucindaSecrestMcDowell.com
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Love this! How inspiring!
yes, we all have HOPE. remember that, friend…
Thank you! Great word today!
thank you for reading, good to hear from you…
Wow! I put on my Handel CD the moment I start getting the decorations out every year. I never knew his story, only His. Thank you, I needed to hear the other story this year as I figure out my mess. I’ll never listen the same. Merry Christmas and hallelujah!
doesn’t it make all the difference when we see the full backstory?
Cindy, thank you for this story esp the line that your grandmother told you this story. I want to tell my grandkids! Love, Sarah
yes, that hit me as i posted today. she even made a vinyl of her telling (which i sadly do not have) back in the late fifties or early sixties…
I eilll be yelling this story to my grandchildren! Thank you Cindy!!!
well, you don’t actually have to YELL the story. of course, i don’t know your grands…
Love love this Cindy! So timely! Susan yates
thank you, susan, and Christmas Blessings to you all…
I love this story-joy and victory springing from the depths of despair. How many people have been impacted, changed in life, and brought to the Lord by the words and rousing music of Handel’s Messiah? What joy he will have in learning that in Heaven if he doesn’t already know! Your words make me realize that we never know who will be blessed or how we will be transformed when we’re obedient to the Lord’s call on our lives. Thank you for this today, Cindy! You’ve lifted my heart!
thank you for your constant encouragement. your words will live on as well…
Obviously I didn’t have my glasses on this morning!!! I will be telling my grandchildren this story! I am the mess! Thank God for my Messiah
and yet, I knew exactly what you meant! love from a kindred-spirit Cindy…
Cindy, what a beautiful reminder of His redeeming love! Made me pause and reflect on the hope He gave me years ago and gives me daily if I stop and listen with my heart. Love you, Tracey 💜
I’ve always loved this story - what an inspiration to us all in countless ways. It also makes me thankful I’ll never have to pay the price of being a genius. Thank you for sharing it anew, BFF!