Brooks Welch wrote a poem titled “The Touch of the
Master’s Hand.” It told the story of an auction at
which there was an ancient violin offered for sale. The
auctioneer didn’t expect much action in the bidding for
the violin due to its age and appearance and started the
bidding out by suggesting a dollar. The bidding reached
three dollars and was “going once, going twice…” and
then things changed.
From the back of the room came an elderly man who picked
up the bow, wiped the dust from the violin and began to
play. A lovely melody came from the old violin that was
considered not worth more than three dollars. After the
impromptu concert the bidding continued, beginning with
a bid of one thousand dollars! It finally sold for
three thousand dollars. What made the difference? It
was “The Touch of a Master’s
Hand.” The violinist saw the
potential of the instrument and made an investment of
his time to bring its loveliness out for others to
this is just a tale or a true account, the message says
we should be careful to not consider worthless and
discard people who cross our paths. They might appear
not worth salvaging, not worth any investment on our
part; but God looks at them and sees a different view.
He sees a soul that His Son, Jesus, died for. Jesus
invested everything He had for the seemingly worthless
sinner. Those who cast the lowly one aside will one day
be surprised when they look over heaven and run across
that one that seemed doomed to hell and not worth
folks do we cross paths with each day and don’t give
them a second look, except maybe with disdain? How many
do we pass that are carrying an unseen backpack that is
close to breaking them? They pass with a furrowed brow
that seems to say “go away” causing us to turn, avoiding
and cheery greetings are so inexpensive, we should carry
a pocketful each day to give away. They might just make
someone’s day and a difference in their life. What if
we don’t have a smile ourselves and feel we can’t give
what we don’t have? Do it anyway! We would feel better
ourselves if we made someone smile back at us.
such a busy world that we live in. We probably aren’t
even aware of our surroundings peopled with those in misery and
gloom. We carry our own burdens in both hands which
doesn’t enable us to reach out to a fellow traveler.
The Bible says we should bear one another’s burdens.
one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ”
burden that is breaking another’s back might not even be
heavy for us, and the same with ours; someone might lift
with ease what is pulling us down to a breaking point.
continues his letter with “For every man shall bear his
own burden (Galatians 6:5) which sounds like a
contradiction; but it is not. To “bear ye one another’s
burden” is translated from the thought of a burden that
would break a donkey’s back. You know, like the old
idiom of the “straw that broke the camel’s back.” Then
the verse that says, “every man shall bear his own
burden” is translated from a word that implies an
average load that a donkey can easily carry.
not to cast a burden that we are meant to carry onto the
shoulders of another. They have their own “average
load” to bear; but if the load we carry is breaking our
back, then we are instructed to allow someone to help us
bear it. In turn, we are to be sensitive to that one
placed in our path who is about to break under their
load and give him a lift.
from us is the way the Lord arranged to touch
others Himself. To produce a beautiful symphony,
they may only need to be "dusted" like the old violin,
have a broken string replaced and tuned up a little.
When someone cares enough to touch us with a
loving hand, it is an extension of the Lord’s hand and
we should receive it graciously.
Let us be
mindful of those around us who need a touch of the
Master’s hand and allow our Lord to touch them with our
own. Imagine the results if we all touched each other,
helped each other bear our heavy back-breaking loads and
shared the blessings we have all received from the
bountiful hand of our Master—what a wonderful world this
OK, I am
realistic. We will never be able to make a complete
circle around the world. There will always be those who
will not even acknowledge our Master; but we can make
smaller circles in our own locations at home, at church
and in our communities.
take my hand? It belongs to my Master!
from one of my poems at
"He did it for them and for
you and for me—
The victory has been
won.—Believe it! Be free!
Stand up! Take His hand;
let His love soothe your pain.
Reach out. Touch another;
let His love flow again."