Yesterday, I wrote on my personal blog about my mother’s piano. As religious people, we take the attitude of eschewing worldly things, of treasuring our relationships, not our possessions. And yet, I feel a great spiritual peace in my mother’s gorgeous grand piano (which is now mine). Perhaps a bit foolishly, I offered up my old piano on my blog, not anticipating the rush of interest, the almost passionate desire for a bit of music in our homes. I wish I had a dozen pianos to give away. I was tempted to look through the classifieds and buy another piano just so I wouldn’t have to disappoint so many people.
Most people would agree with me that piano is an instrument of peace and joy in a home, but many other ‘things’ can bring us joy. My last set of scriptures was so worn and marked and marginscribbled that I counted it among my most treasured possessions. My current set doesn’t hold that status for me. They are just scriptures; just tools. Scrambling for top ‘thing’ position (don’t tell them they don’t even make the top ten) are my computer and my camera. I value them primarily for the people they connect me to and the beauty I try to create though them.
Behind the piano, you can see the Christus on a shelf. A few years ago my dad offered to buy me one for my birthday and I declined. At the time I found it a bit offensive that something so holy was being advertised, “Only $99 Each! Must have!” But this summer, when my neighbors presented it to me with a card of condolence at the death of my mother, it brought me to tears. Their love transformed it from an object into a true representation of Christ.
What ‘things’ bring you peace? Where did they come from? What gives a ‘thing’ value?
“God loves material things. He made them!” C. S. Lewis