He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being taught, (Isaiah 50:4).
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If you had been among the 1,097 morning commuters bustling through Washington D.C.’s Metro station at L’Enfant Plaza on January 12, 2007, you could have experienced an extraordinary gift. Tucked among the shoeshine vendors, newspaper kiosks, and lottery ticket dispensers, a young, white man in jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt, and a Washington Nationals baseball cap positioned himself against the wall beside a trash can. From a small case, he removed a violin. He left the open case …