sent from Lee Ann McCombs
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A little boy in his first year of piano lessons went with his mother to hear a world-famous pianist in concert. As the crowd waited for the concert to begin, the little boy grew restless and while his mother wasn't looking, slipped out of his seat and wandered toward the stage where the gleaming grand piano waited.
Before anyone knew what was happening, he climbed up on the bench and began to pick out the only song he remembered: Chopsticks. Snickers erupted from the audience and he glimpsed his mother's horrified face, when suddenly he felt someone behind him.
Fingers touched the keys and arms were around his back. A deep voice whispered in his ear,"Don't stop. Keep playing."
And to the delight of the crowd, the great musician added chords and trills to the little boy's efforts to produce a unique masterpiece never before heard until the crowd was on its feet in ovation.
So as you stare at that blank computer screen and question whether this is God's path for you, listen for his voice in your ear: "Don't stop. Keep playing." Work your fingers to the bone and expect that the Great Composer will fill in the rest.
Phoenixes Featured
4 months ago
5 comments:
That won't work for the violin, you know. ;-)
I love this. I neve applied it to writing. Nice, Amy :)
I've heard that story before, but it wasn't in the context of writing. It is SO appropriate, though! Thanks for posting. Very encouraging!
That's a commercial on tv..... though I don't think the little boy is playing chopsticks - I think its Mary Had A Little Lamb.
Your words must be exactly what I needed to hear, because I want to cry now.
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