K l n C S B u s i n e s s W BY M A RTH A S. HOOKER
Kathy Finds a Song
by Helen Frazee-Bower
T h e n e w organ was just about the nicest thing that had ever come into the Rollins home—except Karen and Kathy, of course. Mother was so delighted she could scarcely leave it alone. “ I am afraid I won’t get much work done,” she said. But that was all right with Daddy. That was one reason he bought the organ: he wanted Mother to learn to relax. “What’s ‘relax’ ?” Kathy wanted to know. “ It means to ‘take it easy,’ ” Daddy told her. “ Oh, I can do that,” Kathy said. Karen giggled. “Yes, you can do that all right, Sister!” Kathy was having five-year-old troubles. There were so many things she could not do, because she was too little. Like playing the organ, for in stance. Karen was being allowed to take lessons, along with Mother, but Kathy had to wait until she was big ger. Why did people have to be bom little and grow big? "Why couldn’t they be bom big and then, when they were tired of doing all the interesting things grown-ups do, why couldn’t they get little and sit around and just play? Playing was all right if you had someone to do it with, but now Karen was so busy practicing after school that she didn’t have much time for play. Kathy felt a little left out. She had to admit Karen was nice about it. “ Come here, Sister,” she would say, “ I’ll show you how to do it.” Patiently she worked with the small girl; but it was no use. Kathy’s little hands would not stretch far
enough on the keyboard, Kathy’s feet could not reach the pedals. Karen hugged her. “Never mind, Sister,” she said. “ They’ll grow. Mine did. When you are as old as I am you can take lessons.” But that was three years away! Three years was a long time to wait. Kathy minded most the days when Mother and Karen took lessons. “ Just listen to this new song I got today,” Mother would say, and play it for Daddy. Then Karen would an nounce, “ I have a new song too,” and play hers. When they were through, Daddy would sit down and play, not a new song, but the old one he loved so much, “ Softly and Tenderly.” Kathy sat on the floor with her paper dolls and thought about things. There were some things about life that ought to be changed! If she had her way, some parents she knew would be sitting on the floor playing with paper dolls and some little girls would be sitting at the organ making beautiful music. Everyone else in the family had a song. Kathy wanted a song too.
On Sunday, Karen and Kathy went to Sunday School, looking very pretty in their “just alike” dresses. In Kathy’s class the teacher, Miss Emer son, read some verses to the children. When she came to, “ And He hath put a new song in my mouth,” Kathy interrupted. “ Say it again, Miss Emerson - please!” The teacher read it again. “What does it mean?” Kathy want ed to know. “ It means when we accept the Lord Jesus into our hearts He gives us a song—a song of praise to Him.” “ You mean you don’t have to learn it—-it’s just there ?” “ That’s right. It’s just there.” “ Can anybody have it?” “ Anybody who believes. It all begins in the heart, Kathy. When we find out how much Jesus loves us, and we love Him in return, then we have the song.” “ Oh, I believe!” Kathy exlaimed. “ I believe very much. I know Jesus loves me and I love Him right back. Now do I have the song?” “Yes, you have it—right in your heart.” Kathy put her hand on her heart. “Yes, I can feel it singing,” she said. Then she added, “ But is anyone else going to know it’s there?” “ Oh, they will know all right. Your eyes will shine and they will know.” “ Do my eyes shine?” Miss Emerson looked at the little girl’s dancing brown eyes. “ They do better than that,” she said. “ They sparkle— they absolutely sparkle.”
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