Tug on My "Harp Strings"

As a pastor I have always known Hospice ito be an exceptional organization, admired and deeply respected the staff and extensive corp of volunteers. But now I have seen them at work on the front lines, and my admiration is hightened by the greatest gratitude. Hospice is providing everything to make it possible for Mother to summate her life as comfortably as possible in her own home. Not only do they provide excellent care, but equipment such as a hospital bed and wheel chair, support and respite for caregivers, and unexpected extras. Kysa Oja is such an extra. A college sophmore next year, she carries heaven in a case: her harp. Seeing her long red hair and delicate features my first thought was she was as celtic as the music she played. But, in fact, she is Finnish. Yet the melodies and chords she played were heavenly. Her gentleness and sweet disposition were as soothing as her music. After she played about five selections, she asked Mother if she would like to play. For seven years Mother taught strings and orchestra to grade school children. To watch Mother, with the wonder of a child, and the guidance of her young teacher, strum that beautiful instrument was a tug on my harp strings. Click on these two video clips for a musical treat and a beautiful picture of life long learning.