(My husband and I have been feeling tired and weary lately. Don't know if it's physical, mental, or emotional. I think it's a little of all. Work for him, continuing to write the stories of the homeless for me, just might have something to do with it. Both are blessings, but both can also make one weary. My sweetie surprised me with an e-mail that said "Pack a bag, you're being taken away on a secret rendezvous." Ooh-la-la! He doesn't have to tell me twice. . .
I won't be here to post a new one on Monday, so reposting my very first post. I think it's fitting again as I am off to be fine tuned again:)
By the time I decided I wanted to learn how to play, the violin up in the attic was old and worn. The shiny finish on top was gone, a slight crack had developed in its left side and the hair on the bow was off. My aunt, who was a gifted musician, was excited that I wanted to learn to play, so she took the violin to a shop to be fixed. It was repaired, but in my hands did not make beautiful music because I did not know how to tune and play it yet. I joined the orchestra at my school and began learning for the next four years.
I won't be here to post a new one on Monday, so reposting my very first post. I think it's fitting again as I am off to be fine tuned again:)
FINE TUNING
By the time I decided I wanted to learn how to play, the violin up in the attic was old and worn. The shiny finish on top was gone, a slight crack had developed in its left side and the hair on the bow was off. My aunt, who was a gifted musician, was excited that I wanted to learn to play, so she took the violin to a shop to be fixed. It was repaired, but in my hands did not make beautiful music because I did not know how to tune and play it yet. I joined the orchestra at my school and began learning for the next four years.
When the violin and bow was repaired, I learned how to tune it, finger placement and how to glide the bow over the strings, music began to appear.
Pondering. . . I believe we can become like the old violin in the attic, worn down, shine gone, no zing left in our spirit. But God is a fine tuner, who can come in and begin to do a work in us. We may feel tension just as the violin strings have to be pulled to be put in tune. The tightening and stretching we feel in our lives may not be pleasant, but necessary for the music to come back again. We may want to resist the fine tuning, but we musn’t if we want to shine once more. It is for our benefit and for others if we so choose to share. The music built into us is our testimony. Testimonies and music are meant to be shared.
Don’t you know when we give our testimony and give God the glory, it’s like a beautiful symphony to His ears? So let the fine tuning begin and let the music soar!
2 comments:
Good post Kris. Hope you have a wonderful time!
chelle
oh yes...tuning our hearts....ponderings....pray for a refreshing...refueling...relaxing time....blessings my friend:)
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