I was thrilled when my parents came home on my fifteenth birthday and announced that they had brought home a surprise. I had known what I wanted all summer and now the moment was finally here! Could it be? Yes! My parents opened up the box and my wishes were fulfilled at last. My own, brand new, guitar.

The creature was so cute! It was a new born, too, so it couldn’t stand up on its own. It was the most beautiful guitar I have ever seen! Her eyes looked like slits. I guessed that was due to the fact that she was only a few weeks old.

I was thrilled when my parents came home on my fifteenth birthday and announced that they had brought home a surprise. I had known what I wanted all summer and now the moment was finally here! Could it be? Yes! My parents opened up the box and my wishes were fulfilled at last. Inside the box was my own brand-new guitar.

The creature was so cute! She was a new born, too, so she couldn’t stand up on her own. She was the most beautiful guitar I have ever seen and her eyes looked like slits. I guessed that was due to the fact that she was only a few weeks old.

It has been years since my guitar was put to use. I have fiddled with it, and I use it fairly regularly in my own quiet times, but I have not had the chance to play for others in a very long time. All of sudden that changed. I went to a prayer/worship meeting a few weeks ago (had a wonderful time) and enjoyed the worship even though the only music available was from a cd. Well, somehow in the course of the following week my husband mentioned to someone from the group that I used to lead worship with my guitar. The response was immediate, and I played for the first time last Monday night.