About 3 weeks ago, I thought I was going to have a piano given to me. Our renters (and friends) were moving out of our rental house and had a piano that they needed to find a home for. They were wanting to either sell it or donate it. I didn't have the funds to buy a piano, so I just forgot about it. Our friend said that they had asked their church if they wanted the piano and the church said they didn't need it. He also said that if they couldn't sell it or donate it, that I could have it. Oh joy! I was sure I was getting a real live piano. Well, I should have known better than to count my chickens before they were hatched. The people at the church changed their minds and decided they wanted the piano for their youth group. I kept hoping they would never come and get it, but I knew deep down that they would. And they did. I decided that God had a plan for that piano, and it didn't include me, so I'm fine with that. He knows what's best anyway. Who knows? I may decide playing the piano isn't for me and then I would have been stuck with a piano to do something with. I don't feel that way right now, though, but you never know how things will turn out.
One good thing is that I do have a picture of me playing the piano. It was a beautiful piano.
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