The Concert
When the house lights dimmed
and the concert was about to begin,
the mother returned to her seat and
discovered that her child was missing.
Suddenly, the curtains parted and
spotlights focused on the impressive
Steinway on stage.
To her horror, the mother saw her
little boy sitting at the keyboard,
innocently picking out
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.
At that moment, the great piano
master made his entrance, quickly
moved to the piano and whispered
in the boy's ear ...
'Don't quit ... Keep playing.'
Then, leaning over , Paderewski
reached down with his left hand and
began filling in a base part.
Soon his right arm reached
around to the other side of the child
and he added a running obbligato.
Together, the old master and the
young novice transformed what
could have been a frightening
situation into a wonderfully
creative experience.
The audience was so mesmerized
that they couldn't recall what else
the great master played.
Only the classic,
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.
Perhaps that's the way it is with God.
What we can accomplish on our own
is hardly noteworthy. We try our
best, but the results aren't always
graceful flowing music. However,
with the hand of the Master, our
life's work can truly be beautiful.
The next time you set out to
accomplish great feats,
listen carefully. You may hear
the voice of the Master whispering
in your ear,
'Don't quit ... Keep playing!'
May you feel His arms around you
and know that His hands are there,
helping you turn your feeble attempts
into true masterpieces.
Remember, God doesn't seem
to call the equipped. Rather ...
He equips the 'called.'
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