the great musician

Imagine a family of mice who lived all their lives in a large piano. In their “Piano-world” every dark space was filled with beautiful sound and the wonderful harmonies of the piano.

At first the mice were impressed by their world. They drew comfort and wonder from the thought that there was SOMEONE who made the music. They could not see the “Great Player” but they sensed that he was above them and close to them.

Then one day, a daring young mouse climbed up part of the piano and returned with all the answers. He had studied their Piano-World very closely and had found out HOW the music was made. He said there was no Great Player. Wires were the secret; tightly stretched wires of different lengths which trembled and vibrated. So... the mice had to change all their old beliefs; they were told they should no longer believe in the Great Unseen Player.

Then another research project determined that hammers were the secret. Many mallet type hammers actually tapped ON the wires to create the music. The music must be simply a system of mathematic reactions.

SO… they no longer believed in the unseen musician. They thought they had it figured out.

And isn’t it sad how humans tend to do the same thing? We forget that if there is music, there is some player who must have created it. (Psalm 19:1) “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” The reflections of God’s handiwork are all around us. YOU...were not an accident. Creation is evidence of the existence of God.