Thought for the Day 10/25/2024
Friday Tale - Touch of the Master's Hand
'Twas battered
and scarred, and the auctioneer
Thought
it scarcely worth his while
To
waste much time on the old violin,
BUT
he held it up with a smile;
“what
am I bidden, good folks?” He cried,
“who’ll
start the bidding for me?
A
dollar - one dollar - then two, only two -
Two
dollars, and who’ll make it three?
Going
for three” - BUT no -
From
the room far back, a gray-haired man
Came
forward and picked up the bow;
Then
wiping the dust from the old violin,
And
tightening the loosened strings,
He
played a melody pure and sweet
As
a caroling angel sings.
The
music ceased and the auctioneer,
With
a voice that was quiet and low,
Said,
“now what am I bid for the old violin?”
And
he held it up with the bow;
“a
thousand dollars - and who’ll make it two?
Two
thousand and who’ll make it three?
Three
thousand once - three thousand twice -
And
going - and gone,” cried he.
The
people cheered, BUT some of them cried,
“we
do not quite understand;
What
changed its worth?” Quick came the reply,
“the
touch of the master’s hand.”
And
many a man with life out of tune,
And
battered and scarred with sin,
Is
auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd,
Much
like the old violin,
A
mess of pottage - a glass of wine,
A
game - and he travels on;
He’s
going once - and going twice -
He’s
going - and almost gone!
BUT
the master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never
can quite understand,
The
worth of a soul, and the change that’s wro’t
By
the touch of the master’s hand.
~
Myra Welch
Jesus came to them and
touched them and said,
"Get up
and do not be afraid." ~ Matthew 17:7
Moved with
compassion, Jesus reached out with His hand and touched him, and said to him,
“I am willing; be cleansed.”
~
Mark 1:41
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