Archive for September, 2008

Stomping On The Violin

It was advertised in one of our large cities that a great violinist would play on a violin worth $1,000. The theater was packed. Many were curious and wanted to hear such an expensive instrument being played. The violinist went on stage and played very beautifully.

Suddenly, he threw the violin on the floor and then began to stomp on it, crushing it to pieces, and then walked off the stage. The people were shocked. But then the manager came on stage and said that the violinist did not really use the $1,000 violin but a $20 one. He would now play on the $1,000 one. And so he did. But few people could tell the difference. He simply wanted to show that it was the violinist rather than the violin that makes the music.

In the Master’s hands, even a $20 fiddle would make good music. (more…)


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Sabbath morning I’m in church, just having settled into the spirit of worship and away from the busyness of church business back at home. This was the day the Cruz family was scheduled to be arriving in Houston, and I found myself leaving town to attend the Adventist Christian Fellowship event at Texas A&M. You’ll remember I blogged about this last year. It was more of the same good fellowship with young adults, but that’s not what I’m here to write about tonight.

So, back at church…my cell phone keeps vibrating and I finally give in and text a message back to find out what’s going on. I receive word via text that the Cruz family has not shown up. Immediately I have to break the 11th commandment by sending an additional text to Dorlly (Abel’s sister) to find out what’s going on. She sends a message back that says “bad news” some where in the middle of it, and that’s when I go on to break the 12th commandment by walking out of church in the middle of Pastor Cork’s sermon. Ouch (especially when I heard that he referenced me in his sermon and my seat was empty, and yes we traveled all the way to College Station just to hear our own pastor preach).

Abel’s dad wasn’t able to make it in from Mexico, and the remainder of the family was still in Corpus Christi. “WHY? God, really? Why?” I still don’t know why, but starting from Friday issues kept rolling in and I was getting sicker and sicker. Feeling a little faint on Thursday evening I went to bed, and woke up on Friday to a long day without food or water (unintentionally). Things were hectic, seriously hectic and now Abel’s dad wasn’t showing up? Houston International SDA Church (HISDA) had planned an entire service especially for the family and they missed it. The devil was acting up to very last minute. (more…)

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