The Little Girl and the Piano
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
play on the piano was the simple little tune, "Chopsticks." No
matter how hard she tried, that was the best she could do. Her
parents decided after some time to arrange for a great maestro to
teach her to play properly. Of course, the little girl was
delighted.
mansion for the first lesson, they were escorted by the butler into
the parlor, where they saw a beautiful concert grand piano.
Immediately, the little girl dashed over to the piano and began
playing "Chopsticks." Her embarrassed parents started across the
room to tell her to stop, but as she played, the maestro entered the
room and encouraged the little girl to continue.
girl, listening to her play. After a moment he began to play along
with her, adding chords, runs, and arpeggios. The little girl
continued to play "Chopsticks." The parents couldn't believe their
ears. They were hearing a beautiful piano duet, played by their
daughter and the maestro, and amazingly enough, the central theme of
it was still "Chopsticks."
accomplish great things. But think of that little girl. All she
could play was "Chopsticks." Nobody wanted to hear "Chopsticks." It
was an embarrassment to her parents and annoying to everyone else.
Yet the maestro encouraged her to keep on playing.
Sure, compared to some people's abilities, your gifts and talents
may seem like "Chopsticks"-- not very original and not very
spectacular. But God says, "Keep on playing--and make some room on
the piano bench for Me." God is able to take the little that we are
able to do and turn it into something beautiful for Him.
Signs like that have a way of attracting small children, and sure enough, a little boy appeared under the store owner's sign. "How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked.
The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30 to $50."
The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "Can I please look at them?"
The store owner smiled and whistled and out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur.
One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?"
The store owner explained that the veterinarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame.
The little boy became excited. "That is the puppy that I want to buy."
The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."
The little boy got quite upset. He looked straight into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That little dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."
The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."
To his surprise, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so well myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"
We ALL need someone who Understands
Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara
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