Meme saying goodbye to her piano

Britton will begin her piano lessons, thanks to her Sassy and Pops, in a few weeks. My mom thought it would be best for B to have a piano at her house, instead of only being able to practice at “Sassy’s” house.

Meme’s 55 year old piano will be making a move to a new home- ours!

There is sure to be much banging, arguing, and push offs from the piano bench, but my hope is that B can have an appreciation and stick-with-it-ness to continue taking lessons for many years to come.

I Never Knew You

For the most part, as children, we are taught to stay away from strangers.

Don’t talk to them, don’t get into cars with strangers.

As teenagers, we are taught to be cautious of those we do not know. Be aware of your surroundings. Look around you and choose your friends wisely.

As adults, this mentality transcends with the periodic ‘do something nice for a stranger’ sprinkled in.

I don’t like going on vacations or road trips with people I don’t know.

Mainly because I have many friends that I hold dear to my heart and quite frankly I would rather spend my time with them. Not those I do not know.

Why then would it surprise me to read that Jesus also wishes to spend time with those people that he knows?

21″Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven,
but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven.
22Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?’
23Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you.’
- Matthew 7:21-23
One of my main objectives as a parents is help my children get to know their heavenly father.
Not just as someone that we throw a few prayers up to at night (to stall the bed time process), or someone we have to pause and recite a blessing to before a yummy meal- but someone who can be a part of their every day life.
Recently, I was hanging out with a group of girlfriends.
One of whom I credit for bringing Christ into focus for me.
It hurt my heart recently to hear her tell me that she no longer believes that Jesus was anyone special. Nobody special?
She has given it much thought, and has decided that it sounds silly to have to belive in this person, in order to go to heaven. And now that you meantion it, she doesn’t think a place like heaven (or hell) exists. I mean really, heaven? Sounds like something people made up to make themselves feel better. It just doesn’t make sense to her. Behold, after all these years, she’s had it wrong.
The rest of the women in our group were Christians, active living Christians and were terribly upset by her new found beliefs. While they tried again and again to explain why she was incorrect in her thinking/logic/belief- I merely sat back, quietly, for I believe that our God is a patient and loving God and will patiently wait while his child explores her mind some more, and knows that she too will return.