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The Piano

March 17, 2016 By Cynthia English 1 Comment

I don’t play piano, but last night I did. In the basement of an old Masonic temple where my church’s youth group meets, there is a dusty piano. It is out-of-tune and some of the keys don’t work.

The piano has always been my favorite instrument, but I don’t have the talent to make it sound the way I love, so I don’t usually try, but on this night something drew me to it.

I touched the keys slowly, tentatively at first. A, B, B, C, A. It struck me that the sound of the keys reflected my emotions. I played the low notes, one-by-one – my sorrow captured in the melancholy tones.

I watched a close friend lay to rest her 13-year-old daughter yesterday. Low F, G, A. I held the keys down to draw out the sound longer. Low F, G, A. Repeat.

Then the fingers on my trembling right hand found the high notes…gently brushing them. High D. High E. Back and forth…the sound a still small voice of hope.

For fifteen minutes I clumsily played that piano, alternating between the high and low keys, alternating between sorrow and hope. The music ministered to me.

Outside the window, our junior and senior high youth group played a game and chased each other around laughing. Their laughter ministered to me.

I arrived home later that night and my children ran to me. “Moooooommmmmmyyyyy’sssss HOME!!!!” Their hugs and excitement ministered to me.

We need each other. We need music. We need God.

I feel blessed to have these things in my life today.

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  1. AvatarWayne Zelenak says

    April 24, 2019 at 11:48 pm

    A wise man was asked, “What is the meaning of life?” He replied, life itself has no meaning, Life is an opportunity to create meaning” Every prominent artist, musician, poet, and teacher understands this philosophy, with a passion to inspire and make a difference in the lives of others. Poetry and art are man’s eternal challenge to describe nature’s ineffable beauty and captivating charm.

    I have always tried to provide meaning through inspiring words, beautiful captions of nature, sharing, and most importantly listening intently to friends and family with an open mind. God gave us unique gifts to be shared with others to make a difference in their life. Each day we must become a blessing of kindness to those who are needy, and hurting. “Diversity is beautiful music and we are the notes.”

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