I was eight. Seated at the old, out of tune, upright piano in the back corner of our dining room, I rehearsed again the hymn I’d just discovered how to play. “Great is Thy Faithfulness” has surprising major chords where there should be minor ones, and its soaring chorus melody matches a lyrical explosion of praise. On that day, seated beside me on a dining room chair was my grandfather, dueting with me in his booming voice. Singing with him always brought a new awareness of the meaning of the lyrics. Something about the way he sang them made me feel like they were singing him.
true
Want to keep reading?
Subscribe for free to access this article and all of our resources.
I’m very grateful for the work of MO and have really appreciated the things I’ve learned and the companion that it has been for me on my spiritual journey.
Mere Orthodoxy reader
Thank you for offering thoughtful, reasonable and decent commentary. It is a boon to my sanity at this stage of my life in this cultural moment.
Mere Orthodoxy reader
Mere Orthodoxy is (for me) a counterpoint to social media, a place of depth and critical thought.
Mere Orthodoxy reader
You're in. Check your inbox.
Something went wrong. Try again.
.png?width=5000&height=2188&name=Mere%20Orthodoxy%20-%20Banner.png%20(1).png)
