A Place For Talents

I had a piano recital last Saturday, and I royally screwed up. Okay, maybe not royally. Let’s just say, I wasn’t completely happy with how I played. My piece was a fifteen minute Beethoven sonata played from memory, which allows a lot of room for mistakes to be made. Anyways, I spent the next several days sulking. I didn’t feel good about the performance, and in turn, I didn’t feel good about myself. I’ve always known that I don’t play half as well as I usually can at recitals- it’s just something about all those people.

Directly after the recital, I went home and straight upstairs into my room, where I remained, wallowing in self-pity. I’ve always placed a lot of stock into playing the piano, and when my performances don’t go as I’d like, it crushes my soul a little bit. I end up telling myself that I’m just horrible at the piano, and everything, really. Then today happened.  Continue reading


God-Given Gifts

I cannot draw for the life of me. And trust me, I’ve tried. In seventh grade I took art class as a required elective. Every day when I had an art assignment to do, I spent about four hours crying my eyes out, furiously erasing, and settling for what I deemed failure. In short- I’m not an artist.

But there are other things I can do. People say I’m quite gifted at the piano; I’ve been playing for nine years. In fact, music seems to be my forte (pardon the pun). I just started the violin about a month ago, but I have a real ear for music and my fingers are very dexterous, and so it comes very easily to me.

I don’t want to seem like I’m showing off or bragging. But I do think it’s important that we all come to terms with the gifts and talents God has, and hasn’t, given us. Gifts come in all forms. Some of them are the gift of art, or music. Others are more along the lines of sympathy, or problem-solving, or coming up with ideas. The point is, God has given us all gifts.  Continue reading