Lessons from an Old Master Craftsman

by Irene Zundel

What I remember most about my beloved grandfather is that he had incredibly strong hands. Even in his declining years, when he was frail and weak in mind and body, he had a powerful grip. It came from a lifetime of working as a cabinetmaker.

Grandpa was a true artist when it came to making furniture. His intricate carvings, smooth and seamless work, and beautiful finishes made his services in high demand. All over Philadelphia, homes were filled with his enduring artistry.

The pieces my grandfather crafted were unique, and made to last. Families passed his work along to their children and grandchildren, keeping his work and their family histories alive.

Grandpa was ever mindful that he wasn’t just making a hope chest, cradle, kitchen table or rocking chair. He was crafting useful items that embodied the hopes and lives of his customers.

A cedar chest held the dreams of a young girl searching for her Prince Charming. A kitchen table was the place of family feasts and celebrations. A rocking chair gave comfort to a wise and aging relative who needed a rest, after decades of devotion to their family.

Even nicks and blemishes that appeared over time held fond memories. The crayon marks on the coffee table were from the first time Junior tried to write his name. The soft squeak of the cradle came from endless hours of soothing a colicky but dearly loved baby.

Grandpa’s dedication to his trade made me realize the importance of viewing our life’s work as a legacy, and a way to contribute to the lives of others. Because we will be remembered for our work and our impact on people around us, it is important to give our very best efforts.

One day, Grandpa was in our living room, closely inspecting a breathtakingly beautiful baby grand piano. It was made from rosewood, imported from Thailand. As he ran his hands over the wood, and scrutinized the grain, he remarked what high quality it was.

I asked Grandpa, “How can you tell which piece of wood is good for making furniture? What do you look for?” He explained to me that he always selected durable woods with a fine grain.

He paused, momentarily getting lost in his thoughts, and then he said:

“Irene, remember this. Trees that live in a sheltered valley are weak, and have a coarse and ugly grain. They are useful only for crude timber. Trees that grown on a mountaintop, exposed to high winds, torrential rains, and the blazing rays of the sun, are durable and have a fine and beautiful grain. They are the best for creating quality pieces of work.

If God has planted you on a mountaintop, be glad. You will grow into a strong and beautiful young woman. Your life will become a work of art.”

I marveled at the wisdom that came from this simple, hard-working man! During times of trial and testing, I have often reflected on this lesson. It has helped me rely on God and my faith to survive hardship, illness, loss and heartbreak.

Now I understand more fully the words of the Apostle Paul who wrote:

Because of our faith, Christ has brought us into this place of undeserved privilege where we now stand, and we confidently and joyfully look forward to sharing God’s glory.

We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance.

And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation.

Romans 5:2-4, New Living translation

Sunday, February 4, 2007
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