The Concert

This story was given to me by our anointed sister, Barbara Clinton. I am not sure where she got this, and I thought to share this to all of you. Here how it goes...

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 onstage.
In 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. 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. All they recall was the classic, "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star."
Perhaps that's the way it is with Jehovah.
What we can accomplish on our own is hardly noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't always gracefully flowing music. However, with the hand of Jehovah, our life's work can truly be beautiful.
The next time you feel too downhearted to keep going, listen carefully. You may hear the voice of Jehovah, whispering in your ear, "Don't quit. Keep going."
May you feel the "strength beyond what is normal" and know that His hands are there, helping you...
Turn your feeble attempts into true masterpieces. Remember, Jehovah doesn't seem to call the equipped, rather, He equips the 'loyal ones.'