Faithfulness is her beauty mark.
Every Sunday, she drives the 15 minutes or so to play the piano for our chapel service. As it’s not polite to ask a woman’s age, so I’ve not asked Dorothy but I think her recent birthday celebration was her 85th.
She’s a petite thing, barely seeing over the piano without sitting on a booster cushion. Her fingers flounder at times but when Henry says, ‘that’s a high one, Dorothy‘, she moves them down the keys, transposing in her head to find a comfortable range for his baritone voice. He looks over and says, “Ah, I love ya Dorothy“.
She’s been volunteering at our services for 7 years now and every Sunday she is welcomed by name and the men cheer. I don’t mean they clap, I mean the men clap, and let out some hoots and hollers. She waves over the piano, where they glimpse the top of her head.
She’s a woman who takes her commitment serious. When our chapel was being renovated and we met for services in an un-air-conditioned warehouse during the summer, she came with clothespins in hand to keep the music still while a big fan pushed the air around a bit.
One year, a woman I didn’t recognize showed up with a bundle of music in her arms. “I’m Marsha, Dorothy’s daughter. Mom is sick and she sent me to fill in for her.” Marsha was visiting from Nebraska but Dorothy wasn’t about to leave us without a pianist and sent her dutiful daughter.
Dorothy makes extraordinary this ordinary beauty of faithfulness she wears.
Don’t let anyone think less of you because you are young [or old – my words]. Be an example to all believers in what you say, in the way you live, in your love, your faith, and your purity. 1 Timothy 4:12 NLT