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“but with God all things are possible”

Every time I walk through my livingroom and see my harp sitting there, I want to pinch myself.  I have always wanted to play the harp, but life’s circumstances had never presented the remotest possibility of that happening.  However, a few years ago, a friend of mine ask me to “baby sit” her mothers Troupadour Harp while her home was being remodeled.  I almost couldn’t believe it. There it sat, a REAL harp in MY livingroom.   My hands couldn’t wait to touch the strings.  Shortly thereafter, my friend  presented me with a tape that her mother had made just before she went home to be with the Lord.  I listen. I wrote. I played. I was hooked. I had to have one.

After many hours of research on the web, I finally concluded that the only way I could afford a harp was to build one.  Of course, having a  husband that is talented in the building trades was a plus, and besides, he liked the challenge.   The finished product you see in my picture. 

Lastly, let me says up front that I do not consider myself a technically trained musician.  All praise for my natural talent in music goes to God and I feel blessed to have had many years of joy sharing the gift.

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