I am thankful that my precious relay friend knew I needed to read this again. I will keep playing.
When the house lights dimmed and the concertWas about to begin, the mother returned toHer seat and discovered that her child was missingSuddenly, the curtains parted and spotlightsFocused on the impressive Steinway on stage. To her horror, the mother saw her little boySitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.' At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly movedto the piano, and Whispered in the boy's ear,'Don't quit . . . Keep playing.'Then, leaning over , Paderewski reachedDown with his left hand and began fillingin a bass part. Soon his right arm reachedAround to the other side of the child,And he added a running obbligato.Together, the old master and the young noviceTransformed what could have been a frightening situation into awonderfully 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 onOur own is hardly noteworthy.We try our best, but the results aren't alwaysGraceful flowing music. However, with theHand of the Master, our life'sWork 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 andKnow that His hands are there, helping youTurn your feeble attempts into true masterpieces.Remember, God doesn't seem toCall the equipped, rather, He equips the 'called.' Life is more accurately measu red by the lives you touch than by thethings you acquire. So touch someone by passing this little message along.May God bless you and be with You always! And Remember,Don't quit . . . Keep playing.