PART TWO OF CHARLIE

PART TWO OF CHARLIE
*Read Saturday's "High Lonesome."
By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

When my friend "Charlie" was in third grade, a dirt road attended his daily journey to school.
One day the sun shone unusually bright and cast a glare on a silver instrument barely peaking out of its well traveled grave. Charlie excitedly dug into the packed soil and unearthed a disappointing "something" that looked to be a small part of a farmer's broken-down machinery.
 He entertained the idea of tossing it, but with an empty pocket available, decided to hold on to it, and idly stuffed it into his well-worn denims.
Upon his return home he emptied his pockets and showed his mother the curious little find.
She looked at it with curiousity and confirmed Charlie's opinion;
it appeared to be nothing more than a small broken off piece of a farmer's machinery.
Hmmm ...
She decided to wash the little dirt infested instrument in soapy water and discovered an unusual and strange little piece of "machinery" hidden beneath. Composed of holes, plated with a German seal, and well engrafted branding embedded into its expensive silver, it seemed a mysterious little discovery indeed.
It looked as though it must have broken off from a well manufactured driving instrument of some sort and might be needed and sought after by its discovering, needful owner at some point down the road. He would perhaps return and come looking for it.
She encouraged Charlie to hold on to it.
Charlie thought the item was curious and set to work on cleaning the deeply embedded dirt out of the unique little holes. While he was trying to dislodge the dirt, he unconsciously blew into the holes to remove dirt from the casing and, quite unexpectedly, a noise came out.
An instrumed called the harmonica unveiled itself to Charlie that day.
And from that little piece of "machinery" a love affair with music began.
Teaching himself to play, he developed a mastery of it and became remarkably efficient at it.
Other instruments soon followed:
Banjo. Mandolin. Guitar. Piano.
Charlie eventually became an outstanding musical teacher and, on the side, played in bands across South Dakota. His musical gift encircled every instrument he put his hands on and "mouth" to but, not surprisingly, the harmonica forever retained a special place in him.
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Charlie's story highlights and lends strength to the mysterious, "happenstantial," workings of God in our lives. We can never quite know what the sun might reveal "hidden" and peaking out on the trek we call our journey.
We must simply stop for the steal-glinted glare that exposes itself to us and allow God time to help us make new discoveries which could prove very substantial and very timely on our journey, confident that He's working, invested, and engaged in directing us to new and meaningful discoveries of Himself and ourselves every day.
What an extraordinary wonder!
May something of value be unearthed in us this very day, and may the sun shine bright on a piece of silver.
 Charlie's Harmonica.
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