Long ago, a band of minstrels traveled from town to town performing music to make a living. They were not very financially successful. Times were hard and there was little money for common fold to spend on entertainment. Attendance was sparse.
One night, the troupe met to discuss their plight. One said, “I see no reason for singing tonight. It’s starting to snow. Who will venture out on a night like this?
Another said, “I agree. Last night we performed for only a handful. Fewer will come tonight. Why not give back the price of their tickets and cancel.” A third added, “It’s hard to do one’s best for so few.”
Then an older man rose, and looking straight at the group as a whole, he said, “I know you are discouraged. I am too. It’s not the fault of those who come that others do not. They should not be punished with less than the best we can give. We will go on and we will do our best.”
Heartened by his words, the minstrels went on with their show. Even though the audience was small, they had never performed better. After the concert, the old man called the troupe together. “Listen to this,” he said as he began to read a note he held in his hand: ‘Thank you for a beautiful performance.'” The note was signed simply, “Your King.”
There are always at least two people who see what you do and how well you do it – you , and God.
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters ~ Col 3:23