I have told you earlier in this series how much I enjoyed singing even if I am not good at it. As a teenager I loved being a part of our church’s youth choir. There was one special song we all enjoyed singing, Touch of the Master’s Hand. Even though it is all about an old violin we referred to it as the fiddle song due to a mis-speak by one of the guys as we were first learning it.
The people all stood in silence as the sweet sounding notes filled the air. Upon completing the song, the gentleman softly laid the violin back on the table and returned to his seat. The auctioneer broke the stillness by beginning the bid asking, “Who’ll give me one thousand, who’ll make it two- just one thousand more. Now who’ll make it three?”
The crowd questioned, “What made the change in the price. We don’t understand.”
The auctioneer simply replied “It’s been touched by the master’s hand.”