A Soldier’s Violin


Vintage Dilbert
January 14, 2015

I jolted upright in my narrow army cot. Were we under attack?

It was 1945 and our squad had made it all the way from France to Regensburg, Germany. I poked my head out of my tent. No German soldiers. Just some guys goofing with a violin, making a terrible racket.

I’d played violin myself as a child, and was well acquainted with the awful noises you could coax out of one if you didn’t know what you were doing. I’d barely gotten past that phase, but I was awake now so why not give it a try?

I approached the would-be violin player. “Could I give it a try?”

“Sure, Deke,” he said.

He handed over the instrument. I tucked it under my chin and grasped the bow with my fingertips like my music teacher had instructed. It was all coming back to me. I played the song that had comforted me since Normandy: “What a friend we have in Jesus…”

The guys weren’t surprised by my choice of song. My nickname in the service was short for “deacon” because I made no secret of my strong faith in God.

And it was because of things like this; somehow, God transformed those few violin lessons I had as a child into a whole concert.

When I finished playing the soldiers were quiet. For at least a moment, in war-torn Germany, the soldiers around me were touched by the old songs, and their promise of a God with an open ear and a forgiving heart.

Author - Howard “Deke” Walton   published in Angels On Earth.
    • Thanks for the note and the post has been updated to show Deke as the author…..

      Take Care and God Bless 🙂 Kenny T


  1. It’s amazing what we can accomplish when we let God be the One who does….


  2. Love this post – it is a meaningful little reminder of how a little praise/worship music can draw us close (again) to our Heavenly Father. Thank you for posting.


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