Music
What a wonderful creation music was!! I can not wait to hear the music of heaven. As much joy as I have gotten from the music here on this earth leaves me wondering how it could be perfected!
I was born in Fort Worth, Texas and lived next door to my paternal grandparents for the first 4 years of my life. Grandma had a little spinet piano that I really don't remember much about until years later but it was surely one of my first exposures to music. I also remember my mother standing me up on the kitchen table and teaching me to sing "Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam". I must have been about 3 at the time. Mom was not a christian at the time but she had been raised in church.
My parents were saved in that little house next door to Grandma and Grandaddy Bowden. Within a year my dad had surrendered to the ministry and we moved to Springfield. Missouri for dad to go to Baptist Bible College.
I started to 1st grade there and I can remember after going to High Street Baptist Church for a few months how I had grown to love hearing the choir sing and listening to the piano player who was so talented. I can remember laying in my bed at night and wondering if I put my fingers down like I thought if that would be a song. Little did I realize that Mom was praying for a piano since she had taken lessons as a child and thought that perfecting her skills might be a good thing to do since she was going to be a preachers wife. I might add that my mother played the piano or organ in every church my dad pastored until he was unable to continue due to his health. Back to the story...I remember coming home from school around Easter and we had a boys choir that came to school and put on an Easter program. One of the songs they sang was "Were You There?" When I got home that day, someone had given my mother an old upright piano. I sat down and quickly picked out the song I had just heard. Thus began my love for the piano and an increased desire to be musical.
To be continued!
I was born in Fort Worth, Texas and lived next door to my paternal grandparents for the first 4 years of my life. Grandma had a little spinet piano that I really don't remember much about until years later but it was surely one of my first exposures to music. I also remember my mother standing me up on the kitchen table and teaching me to sing "Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam". I must have been about 3 at the time. Mom was not a christian at the time but she had been raised in church.
My parents were saved in that little house next door to Grandma and Grandaddy Bowden. Within a year my dad had surrendered to the ministry and we moved to Springfield. Missouri for dad to go to Baptist Bible College.
I started to 1st grade there and I can remember after going to High Street Baptist Church for a few months how I had grown to love hearing the choir sing and listening to the piano player who was so talented. I can remember laying in my bed at night and wondering if I put my fingers down like I thought if that would be a song. Little did I realize that Mom was praying for a piano since she had taken lessons as a child and thought that perfecting her skills might be a good thing to do since she was going to be a preachers wife. I might add that my mother played the piano or organ in every church my dad pastored until he was unable to continue due to his health. Back to the story...I remember coming home from school around Easter and we had a boys choir that came to school and put on an Easter program. One of the songs they sang was "Were You There?" When I got home that day, someone had given my mother an old upright piano. I sat down and quickly picked out the song I had just heard. Thus began my love for the piano and an increased desire to be musical.
To be continued!
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