Good Morning, God!
Music coming from instruments made from recycled landfill trash! I was touched by the very idea . . . and even more moved by the beautiful music pouring forth!
I friend sent me the link to the video — and I like many others feel called to share it. Hearing these children — living on a landfill in Paraguay — create marvelous music from their cobbled together instruments called me to account.
The sheer audacious creativity to even conceive of such an undertaking! Then to make it WORK! To bring forth real music from discarded trash — inspiring! But the real impact on me came from the children who were making the music — children of the Third World — so full of gifts and talents — so enlivened by the music.
We have an old flute in our home, God. I longed to be able to send it to these children! I wanted to help — or maybe it would be better to say that I wanted to give myself the gift of being part of all of this. So, I made a donation.
That’s pretty small — but it is something. It feels more and more as if being a part — even a very small part — of helping others is essential to my health and well-being. I’m pretty sure You designed us that way, God.
Maybe that’s why, all over the world people — ordinary people — are getting up and doing things! My dear friend, Heidi, has created Advocates for Africa’s Children. And half a world away in rural Swaziland orphans are being helped — via gardens and rabbits — toward food security. And just as importantly, they are receiving Hope and Love.
Hope and Love . . . and Music . . . what is life without them?