This friend always gave freely of herself. She was a blessing wherever she went. She gave and gave and helped people. Recently, God blessed her with a second piano. He’s cool like that. But my friend didn’t have room for two pianos.
So my friend asked her friend, me, if I liked pianos.
Did I have one?
Did I have room for one?
Did I know how to play one
What kind of piano would I like if I got to choose the perfect piano?
My answers were yes, no, yes, no, and dark brown baby grand.
What do you know? That’s exactly the kind of piano that she didn’t have room for. So Friday morning, I am having a dark brown baby grand piano delivered to my house to be featured beautifully and prominently in my living room. I cannot tell you how happy this makes me.
Now, for the sake of accuracy in reporting, I must tell you that this is not an outright gift, but it will be “stored” at my house . . . indefinitely.
I have always wanted a baby grand piano, always. I had them through my childhood in nearly all my houses (we moved a lot), and they just meant to me that I was home. I remember going to sleep many nights to the sound of my mother playing the piano. I remember hours of lying on my back underneath it, contemplating life. I remember the alternating hollow and muffled sounds it made when I pressed the foot pedals. I remember how it smelled. Mmm, it was a happy smell.
This friend of mine couldn’t know what a sweet blessing this piano is to me. She didn’t know me through my childhood, she doesn’t know anything about my feelings about baby grand pianos. But God does. He knows our deepest thoughts, He knows what will bring us joy. He knows what will fill that little empty spot in our hearts. He knows US. That’s just one of the many things I love about the Lord.
He knows you that same way.