Remember that JOY ornament of mine? The ornament that was dated 1985? I remember where and when I received that ornament. It was from my piano teacher, Mrs. Peterson (I’m surprised I even remember her name). Every year she’d give us an ornament that she made. And, I still have it.
Funny what things we save and pass down and remember. I’ve thought about getting rid of some of those old ornaments, and then when the time comes I always end up looking at them and remembering. Wondering, I guess. I remember Mrs. Peterson, my piano teacher, holding a book over my hands so I couldn’t cheat and look at the keys. I can hear her counting – one and two and three and – as I worked to keep my tempo steady.
But now, when I look at the ornament on my tree I wonder — did she ever think that 26 years later the ornament would still be a part of that little girl’s Christmas? Or that she’d still play the piano and love it so much? Or that she’d spend such a great deal of her life writing about joy? Did she think that the ornament that her hands worked to make would be written about years and years later?
You never know what little things will become big things.
Our actions, our choices — they matter. Those little things, the words we say, the things we make, the things we do — they might become a big thing someday.
Thank you, Mrs. Peterson, where ever you are for teaching me to love piano, for investing in me as a young child. Your JOY ornament reminds me to be intentional and to remember that the little things matter.
JOY 1985 meet 2011.
It’s the little things that sometimes have the most impact.
I love that line, “You never know what little things will become big things.” How wonderful are those words?
I know that we never know what will be remembered about us. My prayer is to make sure that I represent the good that God has given us for an example.
It’s the little things.
My kids’ piano teacher became one of my dearest friends. She and her husband came over for dinner last night. She brought music into my home and joy into my life. Thank you for honoring your piano teacher in this way.
What an awesome story. I wonder if Mrs Peterson might google her own name one day and find your blog post…
This is a great example of why the little things should never be overlooked…just look at the impact of this tiny, simple ornament that she gave you so many years ago.
What a beautiful story, Rachel… what an amazing reminder that those small things we do really do matter.
I’ve learned throughout the years to treasure the homemade ornaments because of the memories they evoke in us. Each of them, it seems, has a story to tell.
Profound words, “you never know when small things will become big things.” We all need to remember that each and everyday.
Hoping your shoulder is healing and you are having less and less pain. Blessings for a wonderful week!
rach, i can so relate to the small things turned big. after my dad died all the little things he gave me became absolute treasures, taking me back to when he was here. i so get what you’re saying. and i do love that ornament. 1985 was a darn good year to be born. : )
I agree with nessa, wonderful words. Love it 🙂
Why would you ever want to get rid of old ornaments? They’re part of your history! You can pass them down to your kids!
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Hebrews 4:14-16 Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession. For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.
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Glad you still have that wonderful momento as a reminder 🙂 I have so many ornaments that I feel the same way about.
A lot of times I get upset that I might not have picked “the” perfect gift but you are right that you never really know what someone will treasure.
LOVE that ornament, truly