Sitting at the piano tonight after the little kids were all tucked away, I lured Darren in with his fiddle to play worship songs with me. I have been making lyric sheets up with harmonies written in alphabet form... I am not good at writing out music properly...but Darren gets it. :)
So many nights since the kids were little have been spent by the light of my piano light belting out worship songs by myself. I wonder if my kids will remember that about me.
The way i remember my mom.
When my sisters and I were put to bed at night i remember listening to my mom at the piano. One song in particular stands out for me...for all of us. It was a popular song at the time. She played "The Homecoming". Even the name made my sentimental heart ache, and laying in my bed each night listening to that same melody is a memory that is hard to package in a story for my kids... it was hearing the emotion in the way mom played too. I wondered what she was thinking as she played. Some nights i feel like i am playing myself towards a "homecoming" of my own. I ache for Heaven. I can't wait to see Him face to face. I wonder if my kids hear that when i play. I hope so.
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I totally know what you mean. I know my children have a lot of "my songs" memorized, word for word and when they're in the mood, they'll come stand next to me and sing along (or sing along as they pass by :)...)
Makes me think of mom, though, SO MUCH... she had a few songs that are indelibly printed in my ears - also, a lot of the songs that she and dad sang - all their vocal swoops and parts - it's all there, too, encrypted digitally and forever ready in case someone wants me to sing one of the parts :)...
One of my first memories actually connecting with God in a more intimate way was with your parents leading a fireside worship session at the SGAC. Your Dad lead us with his guitar and your Mom was on the piano,...we sang songs to the Lord and not about Him. It was intimate and imprinted in my memory as something I needed forever. I need to and want to walk there daily,...I sure appreciate that you need leaders to follow. Please thank your parents for me,..as the longing for more of that intimacy has never stopped.
Sincerely Coral Siddell.
That is beautiful. I wish I could hear it as you hear it. Lx
funny - i was just trying to explain this to neil the other day...
HMMM....I'm almost positive that I never played piano in the fireside room Coral (but I remember singing a great trio with you and Dorcas...) My piano playing has almost always been limited to my own living room and nursing homes....(HA...where the audience is a little bit captive and not that discriminating) Anyhow...it is sweet to think that as limited as my skills are...I have been appreciated by such a sweet audience as my own darling girls. And it is amazingly rewarding to think that they have all become such wonderful and sensitive musicians.
I have awesome memories similar to this as well...my parents hosted a big bible study in the evenings after we were all tucked into bed, and they would always start by singing either accapella or to a guitar, and I'll never forget those songs.
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