She agreed and after visiting further about it, she told me to donate it if I thought the church could use it or if a situation arose where I felt led to leave it. Two weeks before leaving, Sandy and I had filled one suitcase apiece for clothing, another for our sleeping equipment and one more with supplies for Provadenic, so I had decided not to take the guitar after all. A few days before we left, Soozi sent an e-mail informing us that we wouldn t need to take air mattresses so we repacked everything into three suitcases and the guitar went. After church was over we had a few lessons from each other where we traded notes and some new chords. My Spanish is limited but that didn t matter.
Music truly is the universal language.
Before church began the second night, one of the church guitarists dropped his instrument and broke a large piece out of the back. I felt lead to leave the acoustic guitar, but it wasn t as easy as I thought. Julietta, our work team coordinator, called a special meeting of the church elders to vote whether to accept the guitar or not. They all agreed to receive the gift, and I was blessed to be able to present it at the last church service. By this time, the boys were off to do something else and only three little girls were still watching.