Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Stepping up....Stepping down
One day after a worship set that included a talented violinist my then 3 year old daughter Bethany picks up a white hanger off of the bed, crooks her arm and proceeds to use the hangar as a violin bow. "Look Mommy, I'm playing the violin like David." A year later.... "Momma, I want to play the violin!" Bethany, age 4. "Mommy, I want to play violin." Bethany, age 5. "Momma, when can I play the violin?" Bethany, age 6, 7, and 8. 'The first language I want to learn is Italian!" Bethany, age 8 1/2. "Mom, I want to take piano lessons." Now that I can do! Conversation with my own Mom when she randomly asks, "What I want to know is when are you going to teach that girl piano?" Perhaps I've been running from a portion of my destiny to teach my own child piano (a potential patience stretcher if there ever was one,) or perhaps I've been running from the nearly eternal strains of "stepping up, stepping down, then a skip" in every imaginable octave; the likes of which are being heard throughout the house as I write. Of course, on her own now she's skipping to lesson 2 where she plays in other keys. That's not supposed to be happening for 7 days now. Who shall save me from this amazing, wonderful memory....the beginning before violin? I think this day, our first day of piano lessons, is like one penny in a huge bank. A penny is a beginning, a penny is a deposit. Destiny is a bank and we daily deposit actions and obediences (yes Lord, I'll teach her piano)....kind of like stepping up, stepping down, then stepping back in awe as we wonder what the Lord has begun!!!