brookmcbride
Oct 16, 20254 min read
Piano Lessons, "Christian Contracts", and the Gift of Creative Doubt
Henri Matisse, "THE PIANO LESSON" I loved her. She was like a grandma to me and every summer day in the little town of White Lake, SD, she piled all of us (sometimes 25 of us) into the back of her old pickup and took all of us to the local swimming hole (we called it the Golf Course) just 2 miles west of town. She taught me how to swim! She taught me how to be brave enough to pull leeches from my calves, toss them into the weeds, and then head back out to swim again. And.




















