My insecurities about playing for a congregation I didn’t know tumbled through my mind. It’s even so bad that sometimes I nearly get through a piece and think, “Wow, I haven’t messed up yet,” and then, of course, I mess up.Įven so, I sat down at the piano, opened the hymnbook, turned off the automatic piano player, and began to play a soft prelude.Īfter playing the opening and sacrament hymns, I sat quietly with my thoughts. I get self-conscious when playing in front of people.
I am always willing to help when a pianist is needed, but I don’t consider myself the best or even a great pianist. We were quickly greeted and welcomed as guests, and almost as quickly a sister asked, “Would any of you be willing to play the piano for sacrament meeting?” My friends looked my way-I was volunteered-and I made my way up to the stand. In the corner, a sister was programming the hymn numbers in the digital piano so that it could play the music for sacrament meeting. As my group and I walked into the chapel, members were busy getting things ready for sacrament meeting-organizing hymnbooks, adding the hymn numbers to the hymn board-the usual Sunday preparations.
I was reminded of this when I recently visited a ward while I was traveling. And while all of this is important, it’s also good to know that God loves us now and always, as we are, simply because we are His children. We set goals to become better and do better. Often, as we begin a new year, we are filled with fresh hope and excitement about what’s to come.
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