Tuning Our Strengths

My 16-year-old son John is becoming quite an accomplished piano player. I love to hear him play, but I confess that I haven’t always felt this way.

When he was first learning it sounded more like noise than music. In the beginning, he found a song that we all enjoyed. We encouraged him, and he got better and better at that one song.

He continued playing it over and over again. He never got tired of playing it, but we got tired of hearing it. He played it fast and slow, and loud and soft. He played it in the morning and at night. It seemed like it rang through our home every waking moment.