I was privileged to be invited with other family members to my granddaughter’s piano recital in a retirement facility in Chattanooga yesterday. A group of kids of all ages, some of whom had been taking piano lessons only a few weeks, played holiday standards for the assembly of elderly residents, family members, and their teacher.
Now, if you’ve ever been to one of these events, you know that it’s not so much about the music, although that was fun, as it is about family, friends, and supporting the healthy emotional development of children who are publicly displaying their newfound skills and taking a chance in presenting themselves to the larger world.
We support the healthy public display of talent, enjoyment and skill, which fosters goodwill and even more efforts to learn and achieve and excel. These kids better themselves, learn new skills, give back to the local community, and put smiles on the faces and Christmas songs on the lips of elderly folk whose happy memories of Christmases past are sometimes rapidly slipping away.
In this time of global jihad, fear, persecution, and terror, music coming from the hands of one little child is a soothing balm for stinging wounds that seem incapable of healing.
The music of life and love is the best antidote to the venomous poison of hate.
We would all be wise to listen to the songs of love and peace rather than to the cries of fear this holiday season.