Tommy's Window Slideshow. The Touch of the Master’s Hand. ♫ Turn on your speakers!. CLICK TO ADVANCE SLIDES. --Poem by Myra Brooks Welch. 'Twas battered and scarred, And the auctioneer Thought it scarcely worth his while To spend much time on the old violin,
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The Touch of the
♫ Turn on your speakers!
CLICK TO ADVANCE SLIDES
--Poem by Myra Brooks Welch
And the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To spend much time on the old violin,
But he held it up with a smile.
"What am I bidden for this?"
"Who'll start the bidding for me?
A dollar--one dollar;
Then two--only two:
Two dollars are bidden;
Three dollars twice:
Going for three!"
From the back of the crowd
a gray-haired man
Came forward and
picked up the bow.
Then, wiping the dust from the old violin
And tight'ning the loosened strings,
He played a melody passing sweet,
The kind that haunts and clings.
With a voice that was soft and low,
Said, "Now what is bid for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.
Who'll make it two?
Three thousand once,
three thousand twice,
--gone!" said he.
but some exclaimed,
"We do not quite understand
What changed its worth?"
and the answer came:
"'Twas the touch
And battered and scarred by sin,
Is auctioned cheap by the thoughtless crowd,
Just like the old violin.
But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul, and the change that is wrought
By the touch of the Master's hand.
Lay, lay Thy hand on me.
Transform me now, put a song in my heart
Of melody, Lord, to Thee!
Dr. Hubert Davidson visited the noted poetess, Myra Brooks Welch, who perhaps is best known for her masterpiece, "The Touch of the Master's Hand".
As he turned to leave her home, Myra patted the arm of her wheelchair and said, "And I thank God for this!"
Imagine being grateful for a wheelchair! But her talent lay undiscovered prior to her wheelchair days. Rather than becoming bitter, she chose to let her handicap make her better, and a wonderful ministry opened new doors for her.
There may be as much beauty
in a tiny flower as in a majestic tree,
in a little gem as in a great jewel.
But the smallest life
that fills its place well
in God's sight.
A life may be very lovely and yet be
insignificant in the world's eyes.
A beautiful life is one that fulfils
its mission in this world,
that is what God made it to be,
and does what God made it to do.
Those with only commonplace gifts
are in danger of thinking that they
cannot live a beautiful life
--cannot be a blessing in this world.
--Mrs. Charles Cowman
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