One snowy night a tramp asked if he could sleep in the building. The people cleared a space for him in a corner of the basement, and he was happy to stay there.
In a while the people heard beautiful music coming from the basement.The owner of the harp rushed downstairs and found the tramp playing it.
"But how could you repair it? We couldn 't." he said.
The tramp smiled and replied,"I made this harp years ago and when you make something you can also repair it."
(A story told by Corrie Ten Boom)
"All things were made by Him and without Him was not anything made that was made." John 1 ;3 KJV (BIBLE)
Only God can fix and repair me, proving His presence in my life.
Enjoy this beautiful harp music
5 Fertilize my soul:
Beautiful!
That is such a good illustration!
You always have the most lovely posts Hon. Thank you for being you.
HUGS! Johnny.
Imagine hearing the harp music mysteriously echoing through the building. Lovely post.
Reminded me of:
http://thefailtehouse.blogspot.co.uk/2012/08/touch-of-masters-hand.html
But we're more than mended - we're renewed.
This is beautiful. So enjoy your posts. Sending prayers to you!
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