A musician-friend just emailed me this article from the Washington Post. Joshua Bell, child prodigy, world-renowned concert artist, disguises himself and takes up busking in the Washington DC metro during morning rush hour.
In the words of the Post article, “No one knew it, but… at the top of the escalators was one of the finest classical musicians in the world, playing some of the most elegant music ever written on one of the most valuable violins ever made.”
He played for 45 minutes. Only seven people stopped to listen, and only one recognized him. He collected only $32.17.
The story reminds me of a line from the movie The Color Purple: “I think it pisses God off when you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.” Or in the words of the late George Harrison, “Be Here Now.”
I wonder what was so important to the over 1,000 people who passed by and didn’t even hear him?
I wonder… if God were to disguise Himself and break into our daily routine singing His songs, how many of us would hear?