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    The Darndest Things: I Saw Jesus One Time

    March 31, 2011 by Brandy Vencel

    Around Christmas, our oldest was in a musical at church. Q.-Age-Three went to watch, and was completely enthralled with the living nativity near the end. If you recall, she thought it was real. I know that I explained to her that these were just children acting out the story, and that the angels and Mary and Joseph were not real angels, nor the real Mary and Joseph. And I really thought she had understood.

    Now, I’m not so sure.

    This morning, we had our piano* tuned. Q.-Age-Four, who always has a lot to say, and is known to chatter when she finds an audience, decided to discuss the matter with the Piano Man.

    “Excuse me,” she said, “did you know I saw Jesus one time at my church?”

    *Our piano is a one hundred year old upright grand. He told us this is sort of like teaching our children to drive on a car with 600,000 miles on it.

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  • Reply Brandy @ Afterthoughts April 4, 2011 at 8:58 pm

    Kristie, I know what you mean! The tuner mentioned us buying a new one because it would be so much better for “training the ear.” I told him I would pray that someone gives us a better piano, because that is the only way we’re getting a different one. πŸ™‚

    I must say I agree about pretty much any piano being better than NO piano. I just wish tuners agreed.

    Jennifer, I think the three of us should start a Sad Pianos club, because even Sad Pianos deserve to be played, right? πŸ˜‰

  • Reply Charlotte Mason in the City April 1, 2011 at 5:05 am


  • Reply Jennifer April 1, 2011 at 12:13 am

    That is why I blog. So I can remember all the fun I had with my kids. And their comments. πŸ™‚

    PS- our piano and your piano would be good friends. it was free.

  • Reply Kristie March 31, 2011 at 10:07 pm

    That’s cute. =)

    I relate to your piano footnote. My piano tuner waited until my husband (finally) had a job in hand to tell me all the things wrong with my old piano, thinking that *now* we could buy a *good* piano. How to explain the humble salary of a teacher of the humanities????? πŸ˜‰ Most any piano is better than NO piano, right?

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