When I was eight years old (sixty years ago) my mother purchased a new piano so I could take lessons. She was a single parent working to pay for a new house and support three children. We would drive twenty miles every Saturday to my father’s job in the hope he would give her the grocery money we needed every week. Often he was not there or would not give it to her and she still managed to feed us!! I tell you that so you understand what a sacrifice it was for her to pay for a piano. Even as a child I realized this too and was determined to learn how to play because it was so important to her.
My mother loved opera music but had asthma as a child and was not able to sing as she would like. The piano was her way of getting some classical music in the house. It was not long after I started lessons that my piano teacher told her that I was tone deaf and any music I played would be strictly learned through reading music. I loved Leland even though it was probably child abuse to hit a child's fingers so many times with that ruler!!!
After a few years of lessons my teacher decided to skip Beethoven and open up a hymnal. He then proceeded to teach me a hymn. I went to church every week and knew many of the hymns but my mother was a member of the Church of Christ and playing hymns on a piano was not something she was going to allow so I was not taught another one!
Fast forward about ten years as those words in that hymn told to me by a Baptist preacher finally opened my eyes. Have you guessed that hymn?
Wonderful Words of Life.
- Sing them over again to me, Wonderful words of life, Let me more of their beauty see, Wonderful words of life; Words of life and beauty Teach me faith and duty.
- Refrain: Beautiful words, wonderful words, Wonderful words of life; Beautiful words, wonderful words, Wonderful words of life.