Saturday, 28 June 2008

The Touch of The Master's Hand

My entry today will be short. I'm have so many sweet experiences this week. I can't write about them all though. I do however, want to take a couple of minutes and share some feelings I've had in my heart.

I've been thinking a lot this week about the phrase "the touch of the master's hand." Many of us have heard the poem with that title about how the old violin came to life under the touch of the master's hand. In this case the master is a superb violinist. We've also heard the follow on poem about the touch of another master's hand--the Master, meaning Christ. It is his touch I've been contemplating.

I've felt the Master's touch this week. I've felt it through the hand of my eighteen month old son. I couldn't understand where he wanted to go the other morning. I finally said, "show me, my Joey boy, where you want to go." To my amazement, he reached up with his tiny hand and took two of my fingers. With my fingers in tow, he lead me through the kitchen, to the hallway, and all the way up the stairs to our bedroom door. I opened the door, and he made a beeline straight to mommy.

You may be thinking, "Okay, what's so special about that?" Nothing really, except the feeling that came with him leading me. I couldn't help thinking of the phrase, "and a little child shall lead them." My heart warmed within me with that thought. Then another thought came about how sometimes Heavenly Father, though he always understands what we want or need, sometimes asks us, "what do you want me to do for you?", as he did with the brother of Jared. That thought was an answer to a prayer for me as I had been praying a lot about some important career decisions. I felt as if the Lord was saying the same thing to me--that he wanted me to show him where I want to go, and, like I was there to open the door for my boy, he will be there to open the door (or doors) for me. When these thoughts filled my mind, a calming peace, like a warm caress from heaven, settled over me and I knew what I need to do.
My heart was full of gratitude as I was reminded once again of God's awareness of me and of my and my family's needs.

It's late now, and my entry isn't short like I said it would be. Stay tuned for more, as I still have lots to say on the subject.


G. Parker said...

This was very sweet...thank you for sharing. Some of the deepest gospel insights come in brief moments of spirit -- especially with the help of a child. Wonderful experiences...

Randall McNeely said...

Thanks Gaynell! I appreciate you taking the time to read my blog. Thanks to you for sharing about your son.

Tristi Pinkston said...

What a sweet blog -- thank you for sharing this moment.

Randall McNeely said...


Thank you for your kind comments. I really appreciate you taking the time to stop by!