Graceful Master ! / Antagonism.


This post is a humble response to comments made on the recent Christmas post.Billions of people and millions of businesses wait patiently for this joyous season to renew their hopes that never put them down.

Following a gentle master leads to sweetness of life and happiness crowned with dignity,fulfillment and contentment.For light always conquers darkness which deprives the many to live their potentials.

Love always overcome despair,hopelessness and division that antagonizes the many.Kindness ,always defeats the stone like hearts.

(( For what does a person gain if he wins the world and loses himself ? :”New testament” ? May the spirit of this miraculous season overflow all over the world to bring Love and Peace.Jalal.Michael Sabbagh-https://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com ))

The Touch Of The Master’s Hand ! / Myra B.Welch.


“Myra Brooks Welch (1877-1953) is considered a brilliant American spiritual poet.This poem of her’s is the most admired and loved.If anyone lets the master touches his life the impossible can happen.l hope those who are searching for answers will find them in this poem.

“Twas battered and scarred,and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin ,
But held it 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 grey haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow ;
Then ,wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose s t r i n i g s ,
He played a melody pure and s w e e t
As a caroling angels …………Sing.

The music ceased ,and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quit and low ,
Said”What am I bid for the old violin?’
And held it up with the bow .

“A thousand!And who who’ll make it two?”
Two thousand !And who ‘ll make it three?
Three thousand,once three thousand twice;
And g o i n g and g o n e ,”said he.
The people cheered ,but some of them cried,
We do not quite …………….understand
What changed its worth?”Swift came the reply:
“The touch of the M a s t e r ‘ s Hand.”

And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with S I N ,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd
Much like the old violin .
A”mess of potage ,” 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 quit U n d e r s t a n d
The worth of a SOUL and the change that’s wrought
By the touch of the Master’s hand.

(( AS long a person can eliminate negativity from his daily life ,he will always see the beautiful ,bright side. Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com ))