James Avery Jewelry
The day after I got engaged, I remember driving around with just my left
up high on the steering wheel, mesmerized by all the shininess and
sparkles and totally, absolutely in love. I was in awe of not only its
beauty but of what it represented. My dreams were coming true!
The symbolism of a wedding ring is just perfect, really. In the shape of
a circle, it never ends. Through the years our rings get scuffed with
the daily grind of life. We need to take the time to polish it and
remember how wonderful life can be when it shines and sparkles.
With this in mind, go to the jewelry store together and polish your
rings together. Then, commit to each other what things you will do to
polish your marriage.
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The Touch of the Masters Hand
Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
thought it scarcely worth his while to waste much time on the old violin,
but held it up with a smile; "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?" "A dollar, a dollar"; then two!" "Only
two? Two dollars, and who'll make it three? Three dollars, once; three
dollars twice; going for three.." But no, from the room, far back, a
gray-haired man came forward and picked up the bow; Then, wiping the dust
from the old violin, and tightening the loose strings, he played a melody
pure and sweet as caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer, with a voice that was quiet and low,
said; "What am I bid for the old violin?" And he held it up with the bow.
A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two? Two thousand! And who'll make
it three? Three thousand, once, three thousand, twice, and going and
gone," said he. The people cheered, but some of them cried, "We do not
quite understnad what changed its worth." Swift came the reply: "The touch
of a master's hand."
And many a man with life out of tune, and battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd, much like the old violin, A
"mess of pottage," a glass of wine; a game - and he travels on. "He is
going" once, and "going twice, He's going and almost gone." But the Master
comes, and the foolish crowd never can quite understand the worth of a soul
and the change that's wrought by the touch of the Master's hand.
Myra 'Brooks' Welch
