By Rob Sisson, who serves with InFaith in Washington State

In the center drawer in my desk at church is a plastic bag containing some very old piano keys – well, not entire keys, but the ivory that has popped off the church pianos at Venersborg Church over the past 100 years. These keys are real, honest-to-goodness ivory, not the plastic stuff. Many are age warped and cracked, and all are that interesting off-white of old ivory that is almost a yellow. Many times over the past year I have pulled out that bag of ivory and turned a piece or two over in my hand, wondering whose fingers had touched it over its many years of making music at church. An old bag of ivory from an age gone by is not of much use to anyone today, now that the music is gone. Or is it? Continue →