When a Pianist Cannot Play a Piano

I am appreciative of the keyboards I have been given and provided in the bands, at home, at church. I play them all and it satisfies…

When a pianist cannot play a piano, however, there is a yearning left unattended. A keyboard does not have the same flavor, the same passion, the same presence. That being said all pianos are not alike and some are not better than a full sized keyboard.

I have a piano that sits awaiting renewal. It needs love to play to its potential. That love costs a great deal of money we keep having to put into house repairs and maintenance. I suppose all those things are more important…

A pianist longs to pour into a piano. A pianist without a piano is a visitor, is not home yet. There is no home without a piano there. It cannot be home because the passion remains bottled up. Waiting…

I see us Christians as pianists awaiting their piano in heaven. (I hope there are pianos in heaven… I would love to play for God and for you all.) But I think our home with God in heaven is like our great piano to make it home and pour our passion into. I long for it, look forward to it. ❤

My Daughter’s Rapture Dream

My 8 1/2 year old daughter had a dream two nights ago. She told me she dreamed the best dream, a rapture dream. I asked what it was like. She simply said, “It was so happy, because there was bombs and chaos and bad stuff going on and all of a sudden Jesus took us to heaven. It was beautiful.” The beauty of heaven must have overshadowed the chaos that happened just before because she did not mention how dark or scary it was before, just that Jesus took us to heaven. The saving part and heaven was all she saw of it and it gave her happy thoughts the rest of the day. And she has been on great behavior looking forward to that day.

Maybe we need to focus on our salvation and promise of heaven more and stop paying so much attention to the negativity. Maybe we will draw closer to Jesus and not be overwhelmed by the bad stuff that will happen. Expect it but rest in Jesus, who is way bigger.❤❤❤

Daddy Reminiscing

I have now lost all my grandparents and my uncle and my Daddy. I only have my Uncle Tim left of all my fathers in my life. Of all my fathers, my best father and the best man of my life was my Daddy. That was up ’til God proved to me that He surpassed even him. Even the best man in my eyes that God ever designed and created is still one of the created and the Creator is still way better. So my Heavenly Father is my treasure, my Abba, meaning my Daddy. And He is worth every conversation about Him and time with Him. So I mourn less about my Daddy being in Heaven knowing that he is there with my Heavenly Father and I will see Him soon. ❤

Heaven’s Waiting Room

Our time here on earth for all of us should be time spent waiting for heaven. But it is not a passive wait. We are not sitting around on our butts waiting for time to pass, we are worshipping God and thanking Him for Jesus’ work to assure us a place. We are thankful, friends! And while we worship and live thankfully, we are growing closer in our relationship with God. Wow, what a magnificent thought! We are loved by Almighty God our Creator who is rich in love and kindness, goodness and gentleness, joy and peace, holiness and self-control. He who created the stars knows and loves and wants to be close to us. Wow! In such deep thankfulness and worship, we cannot help but radiate His love and good things and humbly serve others also. What better show of our gratitude? And this is our waiting room experience on earth, awaiting heaven with our precious Savior! How blessed we all are!❤❤❤