Created for a Purpose

Created for a Purpose

I slid my kayak through the shallows, past the tall reeds and the deer tracks. Warm on my feet, the pristine water was a clear window to the world below the surface. Finally out far enough, I took my seat and began to paddle, the morning mist was still burning off. It was completely silent except for the water dripping from my short strokes. Completely alone on a vast lake with not one human in sight, no jets skating above nor car engines invading, I was a minuscule observer in this wilderness.  As the sun rose higher, it revealed that even in the deeper water, I could see the details below. I sat, still. I was enveloped in this stunning place.  I felt so small. But this time I didn’t feel small and unloved. I didn’t hear the whispers of doubt. I...

When the Master need only to whisper

I remember watching his fingers as they curled around that violin. They seemed to be created to fit perfectly around the neck and to move with such grace that the result was an expression, a language that made his instrument sing. We had brought in this gifted violinist to play on a CD project of mine and when he arrived he asked for his music. I told him I wouldn’t give him sheet music. None. He was a concert violinist, he played with the best symphony musicians. He was used to performing what was asked of him, what was in front of him. But I knew that God had created this man and those hands for a purpose and it was to give expression to a human emotion that had no language…I saw for myself what he was created to do. He questioned why there...

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