I am a part time piano and voice teacher, and fall lessons begin today. Little people, small individuals made by God will move in and out of my home, learning notes and rhythms and hand positions and breathing exercises. But will they learn to love the gift of music, will they catch the joy that is in it by my words, by my smiles, by the encouragement that they really can do it? Because that is my greatest desire…not that they come out of here as musical prodigies, with perfection oozing from their musical pores. I want them to have joy when they play and sing; I hope that they feel closer to the God who loves them when they sit at the piano or sing in their room. And only then will I be a good music teacher. Slainte, Lisa
“Shout for joy to the Lord all the earth…come before him with joyful songs.” – Psalm 100:1-2
Irish music is an oral tradition, passed on through the generations, learned by listening and doing. Here is a dear man who sat outside of the Rock of Cashel in County Cork, playing his accordian joyfully for the passersby. Joshua was fascinated, and this generous soul invited him to sit down and play awhile with him. It didn’t matter that Joshua had never played an accordian in his life; this man’s open and sharing spirit encouraged Joshua to feel as if he could. As my little guy pushed keys and squeezed away, the man nodded in time and tapped his foot. What a wonderful thing, and what a wonderful memory.
Share what you love to do with some little soul today, and watch their sweet face. Pass on your tune. Slainte, Lisa