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Ps 68:19

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Ps 68:19

09.21.05 (6:12 am) [edit]

F# E D D -A- A B -C- D

When I skip a note or get the sequence wrong, it's hard to even recognize the song I'm playing. (Can anyone guess the song from those few piano notes?) I've had a stressful couple weeks- or should it be I've been STRESSED these days? I think/know I've got an easy life compared to others, so I don't want to complain or think anything I have to deal with is a big deal. Right now it feels like I'm ready for something bigger than what I have to handle now, and that's scary, but exciting, and I keep looking for what that big thing is.

I like my family a lot. We all spent a few days together surrounding my great aunt's funeral. It was time for her to go, as she hadn't even been a shadow of herself for years. With that said, we all had a blast together, and paid her respects. She influenced a lot of people in a positive way- sharing Christ's love with them through teaching and music, mostly. We all made bouquets in the cemetary to sort of share the love. I also felt more connected to the women-realtives in part because I felt tall- they've always seemed to tower over me- a majority are at or near 6'- and I don't know if it was the heels, or if they're shrinking with age, but I was looking eye-to-eye with them.

With all that said, I like control, as that seems to give me some sort of peace of mind, or idea of what to expect, but control or vain attempts of can be very dangerous, and I'm learning that more and more. Like with playing the piano by ear mostly, trying to line that up with the sight of the hymnal (that's my clue)- I messed it up, and it was very obvious to me, and it made me think of my life, and how I probably play notes wrong all over the place, and who notices and tries to show me the right notes? Who thinks that our lives are supposed to sound that way- that they will never flow beautifully?

posted by: Aro (reply)
post date: 09.21.05 (4:24 am)

hmm, interesting! I can't really guess the song, as symbols don't translate into music very easily in my head.
I don't think that our lives are supposed to sound like messy piano solos -- I think often they do. However, I know that for me at least, it takes A LOT of practice to be able to play a song well, and I imagine it's the same thing with life. If we want to be perfect right off the bat, we'll become frustrated and give up. What's important is not that we get all the notes right, but that we keep trying.

posted by: hopie26 (reply)
post date: 09.21.05 (4:35 am)

I'm sorry about your great aunt and Kenny's father's friend - you have been surrounded by a lot of death lately. That must be pretty tough. At least you are home for it right now, though. Maybe that's part of God's greater purpose? To have you home so you can experience those things without having to cope from a distance. I know I was glad to be home this summer when my Dad had a stroke - being somewhere else would have been heart-breaking.

posted by: trickangle (reply)
post date: 09.21.05 (1:24 pm)

Good comments, Aaron.

posted by: SparklingSnow (reply)
post date: 09.26.05 (3:32 am)

Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
A- good point about continuing to try
Hope- good insight- I do feel that right now this is where I should be, but I'm still looking to the next thing. And I'm glad you were able to be there for your dad and with your family!

posted by: keika (reply)
post date: 09.30.05 (4:41 am)

I know that melody but I can't name it...but I can hear it in my head. Music school paid off for something.

I think that life is much like an Arnold Schoenberg piece: seemingly very random when you hear it, but when you look at it closer, it's an intricate, delicate, beautiful thing. To him, there was no such thing as "wrong notes."

posted by: Aro (reply)
post date: 10.02.05 (7:09 am)

Ha ha, that was like the geekiest life philosophy ever!
but still very cool :)

posted by: keika (reply)
post date: 10.02.05 (1:42 pm)

Who cares? There's supposed to be no such thing as geeky when you grow up!!