From the time when I was very young I wanted to play the piano. So when my parents bought an old upright piano when I was nine, I was thrilled.
I sat down with my mom’s old piano books and worked to figure it out.
One note at a time
I began to play.
First the right hand and then the left.
Slowly adding chords, sharps and flats.
Because of our many moves I never had a piano teacher for long.
But that didn’t diminish my desire to play.
Somehow I was able to express myself best through playing the piano.
It was and is still today my favorite way to spend some free time.
My love for playing the piano
somehow was passed on to my oldest daughter.
“Teach me, Mommy,” she’d ask and I would sit beside her carefully showing her how to
make beautiful music.
Oh the fun we had playing four hand piano duets.
I can still hear the sounds Edelweiss.
Shining moments.
Life keeps going and today Jenny also plays the piano.
Slowly she began
One note at a time
carefully placing her hands in the right position
and then very tentatively at first
and later with confidence
playing the whole piece.
As a parent it’s a joy to watch our kids learn to do things
to face challenges and to grow and learn.
But when they begin to enjoy something that has given us much pleasure over the years
Well, that’s a special joy.
God also rejoices when we experience His Joy
When we get excited about the things that excite Him
When we catch the vision
And hear that song of love.
“The Father gave the Son
The Son gave the Spirit
The Spirit gives us life
So we can give the gift of love.” *
Gifts are meant to be passed on.
I still have more passing to do
What about you?
Are you passing on the things that matter the most to do?
Keep doing that
Music, photography, writing, teaching
and most of all
that gift of love.
Those following in our footsteps need us to pass it on.
*The Gift Goes On.”
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