The Touch of the Master's Hand by Myra Brooks Welch
Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer Thought it scarcely worth his while To waste much time on the old violin, But held it up with a smile. "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried, "Who will start bidding for me? A dollar, a dollar" --then, "Two!" "Only two? Two dollars, and who'll make it three? Three dollars, twice; "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 loose strings. He played a melody pure and sweet As sweet as a caroling angel sings.
The music ceased and the auctioneer With a voice that was quiet and low, Said what am I bidden 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!" said he. The people cheered, but some of them cried, "We do not quite understand What changed its worth?" Swift came the reply: "The touch of the master's hand.
And many a man with life out of tune, And battered and scattered with sin, Is auctioned off cheap to the 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 quite understand The worth of a soul and the change that's wrought By the touch of the Master's hand.
I am a stay at home mom. I recently moved here from Idaho. I love to read. I like to sew and crochet. I can do most other crafts, if I have instructions. I like to cook and bake, sometimes. I do not like to clean and have difficulties getting my chores done in one day. I love to spend time with my family doing whatever. My favorite color is purple and my favorite animal is the panda bear, with the wolve a close second. Waterfalls are beautiful, trees are comforting and moutains are magestic. My favorite time of day is any time my children are asleep and not hollering at me.