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Stepping Out in Time

 

I am musing about....

Stepping Out in Time

Underneath our basement steps is something really cool! Signatures. Lots of them! Precious personalized reminders of a sweet season of time. A time that seems like eons ago and yesterday...all at the same....

Time. 

How can it slip by so quickly, so unnoticed? Until it becomes noticed.

Back when our youngest was probably just starting High School, he and a musically inclined buddy came to me with an idea. "Hey mom," he said. "why don't we fix up the basement for a music studio? We will do the painting and help out with the project." Long story short, that is just what we did. We decided to "finish" our basement. We hired the big stuff done and the boys did a great job with the painting! We even had a talented friend of theirs paint an impressive mural on the wall with a large treble clef and a musical staff and some scripture from Psalms 9 and 47.

As budding musicians who enjoyed jamming and making music together, they thrived in the quest of turning the newly finished space into an effective recording studio complete with quality mics, recording equipment and sound proofed walls (curtains).

It filled this mama's heart with joy as they and other friends spent countless hours writing, singing and recording music, lifting talented voices, strumming chords, banging out melodies on the ivories and keeping rhythm on the drums. And they were good. They really were! God helped them create beautiful music by which they were able to praise Him, their Creator! Their little core group of musicians grew and they went on to do some recordings (which you can find on Spotify; their band was named the Mariners), play some concerts, do a fund raiser for an adoptive family and make some amazing memories.

And during this time, that basement got used and enjoyed by many. Not just the recording studio, but the hangout room on the other side of the stairs as well.

The boys came up with a plan to have their friends sign their names underneath the stairs. A fun little way to keep track of the comings and the goings of those who came to enjoy each other and that space.

And so now, time has passed. The studio has been replaced as a toy room for the grandkids. The sound of drums, guitars and an electric piano has faded into the past. The space now provides a good "walking track" for my morning walks while listening to "The World" podcast most mornings. And as I walk under those stairs, filled with the signatures from days gone by, my nostalgic heart smiles. I miss those days. But I would not ask for them back. I rather enjoy the sound of  toddlers laughing and squealing as they play (not often enough) with "Grandma and Grandpa's fun basement toys" :)

But nonetheless, I am thankful for those signatures, under the steps signaling the passing of time and times well spent as life steps on from one precious season to the next.


                                              

 
 

                                 


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