Concert Pitch
Story★★★★Dr. Howard Ruopp of the Chicago Sun Evening Club tells a story of a lonely herdsman far up in the solitudes in the state of Montana. When he was not occupied herding sheep, he was asked what he had to occupy his time.
He replied, “Well, I play my fiddle and listen to the radio.” Then he related how one day his fiddle got out of tune and he had on his hands the problem of getting it back into tune again.
This original Montanan hit upon the fantastic idea of writing to the sponsor of a familiar radio program and asking him if it would not be possible to sound “A” over the radio so that he could tune his fiddle. The sponsor saw the advertising value of complying with such an unusual request and forwarded a letter to the cabin on the Montana range notifying the herdsman of the day and the hour when he would hear “A” sounded over the radio for his benefit.
There sat the herdsman far away from friends, amid the solitudes with an ear cocked to the radio. On the waves of the blue thin air there was thrust to him at the specified time the sound of “A,” once and then the second time.
That was all, but the herdsman turned the screw on his violin and brought it up to concert pitch. If our souls would but listen and worship, the tune-swept strings of our hearts would respond to the master melody of God and we would bring our lives up to concert pitch.
The point
Just as a lonely herdsman tuned his fiddle to a single radio note, our hearts come into tune with God when we listen and worship.