“There’s no justice,” I said jokingly to the Pastor Bob. “Ryan found a rubber ball. I found a rubber gasket. And Ryan’s dad, Todd, found a twenty dollar bill lying beside the road.” We had just completed cleaning up Adopt A Highway cleanup near our church. However to my surprise the gasket appeared identical to the one that I had on the motor for my musical instrument, the vibraharp. (The vibraharp is like a xzylophone except that it has a sustaining bar and a small motor that rotates discs in the sound tubes which results in a vibrato which imitates the human voice.) Sure enough it was a match. I had never seen one like it before except one I had ordered from the manufacturer years before. I saved it as a spare.
A month later a lady visitor came to church. She introduced herself to me and said that she was so excited to see the vibraharp on the platform because her dad played one. Then she added that he had lost the gasket to the motor. Without a moment’s
hesitation I went and got the gasket and gave it to her. She was thrilled and said that she would mail it to him the very next day. (Her dad probably hadn't known where to order it from as the manufacturer went out of business in the 1970's.) It was a perfect fit. Sometimes God's hand is so obvious.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment