Lord, Bless the Banjo Players

(If you’re receiving this post twice, please forgive me. Some of my dear readers emailed to let me know my blog didn’t arrive as scheduled yesterday. I’m reposting. Blessings on your Thursday! Love to you all.)

Every morning my husband Rick and I start the day out rocking and talking on the front porch having a PORCH PARTY. Sunday morning I was in a talkative mood. Surprise-surprise. 🙂

“Do you ever think much about banjo players?” I said.

“No, can’t say I have.”

“You know that song ‘I Will Wait’ by MUMFORD AND SONS?”

“Yeah.”

I ran and got my laptop. “Watch this.” I found the song on YOUTUBE. “Most people notice the guitarist or the lead singer, but check out the banjo player. Look at his passion.”

“Um-hmm,” Rick said, rocking slowly while I danced in my chair.

 

 

“Good music,” he said. “So, what’s your point about banjo players?”

“Where would we be without them?”

He gave me the woman-I’ll-never-understand-you look.

“Not just banjo players. I mean, quiet people. Background people. The ones who give their best and rarely get noticed.”

“You mean, quiet givers?”

“Exactly. Like people who knit baby booties and hats for the PREGNANCY RESOURCE CENTER where I volunteer. You should see the mamas’ faces when they get a handmade gift.”

Rick nodded. Sipped his coffee.

“I know a woman who paints recovery rocks for AA members. Can you imagine how that must feel? To find out someone cares. Maybe someone you’ve never met.”


“Quiet givers,” he said. “They don’t do it for show.”

“And they can light up a room. Or a life.”

“Um-hmm.”

“They have no idea how deeply God’s using them,” I said.

Lord, bless the banjo players–the background people who give quietly.

Because of their faithfulness…

 The rest of us can dance.

Do you know any quiet givers?

(Pic of booties Flickr Angela Schmeidel Randall)

Love,

Julie