We have friends (an ex-pastor of ours and his wife) who are missionaries in Guyana.
Last time they were up here, Ian mentioned that he was learning to play the guitar, so I sent him back with a case of guitar strings and a bag of picks. These sorts of things are hard to come by where they live.
The blessing wasn’t meant for Ian, I suppose, but for one more in need:
I have attached an article and photo of a guitar player/singer I’ve become acquainted with in Guyana. He stopped by today (it’s been 2 months since his last pass thru). He sang and played for us and we gave him breakfast and a box of guitar strings that Ian remembers you gave him.
Les was thrilled and praising God for those strings. He’s been playing his guitar with 2 strings spliced together (quite amazing really).
Just wanted to know that you’ve been a blessing today to a rather odd Christian busker in Guyana.
Blessings,
Linda (and Ian)
I love how these things all work out.
After the great guitar string debacle in Nicaragua, I’m redeemed!
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I’m impressed that Linda used the term “busker.”
What an amazing story. We never really know how far God reaches to bless people through our small acts of faith.
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