So many things inspire me with their beauty: a child laughing, Smith Mountain Lake in the early morning mist, an act of unselfish kindness, a mountain panorama and so much more. Stories like the following move and encourage me as well.
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.
Before she could panic, the lights dimmed, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway piano on stage. To her horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out the tune to “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 bass 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 and beautiful 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 guidance of the Master’s Hands, our life’s
work can truly be beautiful.
The next time you set out to accomplish something, listen carefully for the Master’s direction. You may hear his voice, whispering in your ear, “Don’t quit . . . Keep playing.”
Know that His hands are there, willing to help you to do His Will and turn your feeble attempts into true masterpieces.
So…”Don’t quit . . . Keep playing.”