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Moving a Piano

Today I helped with moving an Up Right Piano.
No easy task I assure you.

Sometimes what seems fully adequate can soon be revealed as lacking
Little things as insignificant as they may seem, added together, 
can cause cause quite the issue.

In our case.
The closed trailer brought to pick the Piano up, was not quite the right size.
Very little in size difference.
But enough added together to restrict the task that was to take 5 minutes.

Between us, we talked through and exhausted many possible options
of manoeuvring this Piano into a space that was not adequate.
Many different attempts as logical as they seemed,
 came up short and leaving us with one less possibility.

Which then lead to more problems.
The wheels that made it at least possible to move, had to be removed

And thus, more required of us in strength that we did not account for.
I didn't exactly come with shoes for heavy lifting and my foot thankfully escaped a more serious injury, only my toe received a bruise.

Simply put
Sometimes we are not prepared.
However simple and easy a task or goal may be.
The smallest of things may come and throw us in the biggest of problems

And this is where it begs the question.
What now...?

In this unforeseen season of life, 

When all these little things added up seem to be more of a problem to me
 Slowly, in process, of learning to step back from the emotions I am feeling and asking myself...
'What now...?'

Thankfully breath after breath I am finding His peace that is reminding me
 I don't need to try and solve this alone.
 He who created the world is as close as my next breath.
He is there to help me step back and look at things 
with a new set of eyes and see all the possibilities.
To help little by little take apart the problems and make it work

Thankfully the Piano made it into the trailer. 
Instead of in its whole form, in parts
Soon to be put back together, carefully, piece by piece 
Restored , soon able to be as it was designed
Making music, once again. 




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