Graduation Speech: Become People With Passion -- Graduation Speech, Co

deliverymanmas evening in Princeton, N.J, usually fulfills the picture-postcard promise of Christmas. And it was so, on that one particular Christmas even long ago. A light snowfall kissed the quaint Princeton houses, and door-to-door chirp singers made their way to one particular door. The violinists home. O little townsfolk of Bethlehem, the boys sang, how still we see thee lie... In moments the door sacrificeed, and the gentle violinist stood in the doorway to greet the carolers. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by... The musician turned away, turned back into the house. Shortly he returned with his violin The great man, the gentle old musician, accompanied the midnight carolers on his beloved dick through each verse of the age-old hymn. Then, with out a word, the young pile turned away silently, and the old man slowly closed the door. And if this honest story, if it is made more wonderful, it is not because a seasoned violin was brought out of reti rement for one last spontaneous recital, but because the violinist himself has the better(p) reason of all not to celebrate that snowy Christmas scene. The great one was a Jew, and so revered was he that the very presidency of Israel one time could have been his. But here is the rest of the story. Musicians impart tell you, each great genius has his idol. This violinists idol was Mozart. Once, a friend asked the violinist to input on modern times. When the musician was a boy, wars were fought with rifles and cannons. Now the entire human might be devastated. What did that mean to the old man? The violinist hesitated, sit back thoughtfully in his chair. It would mean, he said at last, that population would no longer hear Mozart. For him, this most deeply conveyed the end o... ...lace for an answer. But, dude graduates, you are here now, and I want to tell you that you do not have to live with the go forless view that comes from this story. The one thing that wiz was lacki ng was a relationship with the God I serve, who is Jesus Christ my Savior. If this genius would have allowed Him to answer his deepest question, he would have experienced a hope that would know no ends. Graduates, classmates, friends, the same hope that Einstein lacked is open for you to have. It is a choice you must make, to receive it or not, but I would be a selfish, inconsiderate person if I didnt share with you the hope that I have at the last opportunity that I will ever have to speak to each and every one of you. class of 2012, I pray that you will become people with fondness - passion for pursuing your dreams, and passion for the One who can give you hope.