This past Sunday at church, a young boy (8 years old?) whose family regularly attends played “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring" on the organ. He nailed it. With his fingers still on the keys of the final notes he turned to the congregation and beamed. There was no calculated modesty, no self-conscious turn of the head downward. He proved the elemental equation that all children know: mastery (in a relative, not perfectionistic, sense) plus sharing yields joy.
[Photo: Taken at Minneapolis Sculpture Garden. My daughter-in-law pointed out to me the wind chimes in the trees. I might have missed them otherwise.]