Mrs. Jody

Well, I was supposed to do one of these a day, and it hasn't happened - although I do sit and look around the rooms I live in and see memories of all the friends God has given me. I wanted to write each time that happened, but life is too fast - too fast for all the things that matter most.

Today, my eyes fell on my piano - old and worn and greatly loved. I remember when I thought we would never have a piano, because they were too expensive - out of our range! But I wanted my children to play music, so I continually prayed for a piano.

This is where Mrs. Jody met a real need in my life - she was and is one of the most effervescent people I have ever known - filled with enthusiasm and love for others. She happened to open a school in our church, and I was instantly drawn to her as her educational philosophy and mine matched. She had a Montessori school which she set up in our church, and I was thrilled with both the school being there and the access to her friendship in the process. How she encouraged me! Looking past my deficiencies (isn't that what friends do) and concentrating on my good points, she caused me to grow and come somewhat out of the shell I so like to retreat to. I have to say that I enjoyed her friendship very much!

Sadly, her school was forced to close it doors through misunderstandings - isn't that where so much of the sadness of life has it's roots. She was in great need of someone to pack the school quickly to relocate it so that it could open on time. I told her that I would gladly do it, and she told me that I could have whatever I wanted as payment. I think at that point she thought the school would not be opening again. I asked her if the piano was included in the offer and she replied that she would gladly give it to me in exchange for the hours of packing. So now, years later, a well-played piano sits in my living room, having been the "tutor" of both my children who not only learned to play it and other instruments, but have used their music for income in teaching from time to time. It is strange how God works, and supplies our needs and wants. Thanks to you Jody Capehart, for being my friend and a channel of blessing. I think of you often as the piano is a reminder...I think I was supposed to "immortalize" you this week as I also saw your son Christopher on Facebook - he is grown now, and I know is a joy to you as my children and grandchildren are. Thanks for the place you share in my life journey, and for all the positive memories I carry of you, and your courage and determination in the face of opposition!