Tuesday, March 11, 2008


Alley Violinist
By Robert Lax

if you were an alley violinist

and they threw you money
from three windows

and the first note contained
a nickel and said;
when you play, we dance and
sing, signed
a very poor family

and the second one contained
a dime and said;
I like your playing very much,
a sick old lady

and the last one contained
a dollar and said;
beat it,
would you;
stand there and play?

beat it?

walk away playing your fiddle?

There's something in that poem that relates to being a pastor, one called by God to do His will among people of all kinds, with all sorts of reactions to your attempts to follow God and lead them closer.

I think.

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