When the Music Starts

There is a magnificent pipe organ that fills an entire wall of the megachurch in Charlotte. Most of the time, that huge organ is silent. We have visited that church often, and only once did I hear the pipe organ. The richness of the tones that rolled out of the stunning pipes would have shattered the 3-story floor to ceiling glass if the sound people were not more adept. The organist we heard was a professional who tours with a brass group and he was spectacular. There are at least 5 keyboards on the oversized organ, and the organist was playing all of them while the pipes bellowed. When one speaks in such a manner, one can afford to be silent for most of the time.

We had a spate of good news this week. My second oldest son, who just got married, also just found out that he was admitted to Law Review. This is a tremendous honor and highly competitive. He had spent the month before his wedding taking his first year law school finals, starting his first law internship, his first full time work week, and writing a twenty page rigorous paper to vie for acceptance to Law Review. I don't know how he survived that month. But not only did he survive, somehow he thrived. And snagged me the world's best daughter in law in the process.

And then yesterday we found out that our oldest son just sold his start up business KSplice to Oracle. In the computing world, Oracle is huge....and this rocketed my son way out of starving entrepreneur status. I knew he had Bill Gates potential....but now he is on the way to Bill Gates status.

My boys are quiet. All my kids are, especially my oldest. I process thoughts by speaking, or writing. Not my children. I rarely hear from the oldest, though he usually manages to pass on the critical information when we need to hear it. I thought about their verbal reticence. When one has magnificent talent, one can afford to be quiet for long stretches....like the pipe organ. But when the music does start, oh my, how it fills the air!

Ecclesiastes 5:6-8

⁶ Do not let your mouth lead you into sin. And do not protest to the temple messenger, “My vow was a mistake.” Why should God be angry at what you say and destroy the work of your hands? ⁷ Much dreaming and many words are meaningless. Therefore fear God.