I was thinking again of my friend, Deanie, whose funeral we attended on Friday. Music was such a part of her life. She began playing the piano at age 10 and continued the rest of her life. She accompanied the man who would be my husband later, on the piano while he played his double necked steel at church, many , many times. She had a great alto voice and was choir director and lead pianist at her church right up until she was taken ill.
It reminded me of our own family and how much music has played a part in it from singing to guitar, to piano and band.......
It reminded me of our own family and how much music has played a part in it from singing to guitar, to piano and band.......
"I’m SO excited, Mom! Can you believe that I’m playing the actual sax that you played when you were in band?”
Granddaughter # 1 was so excited to know that the band’s saxophone was the same one her mother had played years before in the same school; same band room. And, like her mother, Granddaughter # 1 was also their drum major for two years. No piano lessons for her but she was in choir ; taught herself to play piano and guitar and married a young man who plays base.
The love of music was being passed down.
Granddaughter # 2 chose to take band and played in the percussion section. As I sat in the stands and watched her walk back and forth during each song between the many instruments in the percussion section from the bells to the xylophone; the timpani and other instruments, I was amazed at the calmness and confidence she portrayed. It takes real talent to do something like that. Although Granddaughter # 2 wasn’t in choir like her two sisters, her love of music shows in that she can usually sing all the words to songs she enjoys. Not only that, but her husband is working on his masters in music and teaching at the U of A. He bought her a banjo for Christmas so we are waiting to see if she will play it like her g-granddad and g-g-granddad. Grandson # 1 was in the band in high school and Grandson # 2 is very proficient in voice and a good pianist, who even composes some of his selections.
Yes, the love of music will be passed down.
Granddaughter # 3, almost 16, is showing her musical talent through a year of percussion in band and in choir in junior high and now in high school. Plus, she is one of the leaders in the praise team at her church.
Wouldn’t life be boring without music? I can’t imagine my life or the life of our family without music. It has been said that music is a communicative activity which conveys to the listener moods, emotions, and thoughts. Music can lift one’s spirits or drag one down to the deepest depths. Music can mean one thing to one person and another thing to someone else.
I think the highest honor one can give music is to use it to glorify God. The music one hears from one of God’s smallest creations; the song bird, is truly one of the most beautiful sounds of all.
“The flowers are springing up,
the season of singing birds has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.” Song of Solomon 2:12 NLT
Granddaughter # 1 was so excited to know that the band’s saxophone was the same one her mother had played years before in the same school; same band room. And, like her mother, Granddaughter # 1 was also their drum major for two years. No piano lessons for her but she was in choir ; taught herself to play piano and guitar and married a young man who plays base.
The love of music was being passed down.
Granddaughter # 2 chose to take band and played in the percussion section. As I sat in the stands and watched her walk back and forth during each song between the many instruments in the percussion section from the bells to the xylophone; the timpani and other instruments, I was amazed at the calmness and confidence she portrayed. It takes real talent to do something like that. Although Granddaughter # 2 wasn’t in choir like her two sisters, her love of music shows in that she can usually sing all the words to songs she enjoys. Not only that, but her husband is working on his masters in music and teaching at the U of A. He bought her a banjo for Christmas so we are waiting to see if she will play it like her g-granddad and g-g-granddad. Grandson # 1 was in the band in high school and Grandson # 2 is very proficient in voice and a good pianist, who even composes some of his selections.
Yes, the love of music will be passed down.
Granddaughter # 3, almost 16, is showing her musical talent through a year of percussion in band and in choir in junior high and now in high school. Plus, she is one of the leaders in the praise team at her church.
Wouldn’t life be boring without music? I can’t imagine my life or the life of our family without music. It has been said that music is a communicative activity which conveys to the listener moods, emotions, and thoughts. Music can lift one’s spirits or drag one down to the deepest depths. Music can mean one thing to one person and another thing to someone else.
I think the highest honor one can give music is to use it to glorify God. The music one hears from one of God’s smallest creations; the song bird, is truly one of the most beautiful sounds of all.
“The flowers are springing up,
the season of singing birds has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.” Song of Solomon 2:12 NLT
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