My 5 String Guitar!

The chronicles of Jagdishpur continue: as a solution for my monotonous solitude we decided to revive an acoustic guitar from ruins. But alas, when we finally succeeded we realized that we didn’t have the first E string! That’s how I got my 5 string guitar. The next day when I offered the guitar to a friend to play he replied that he couldn’t play it since it didn’t have the E string so it wouldn’t sound melodious and surely it would lack the richness and tonal quality of a 6 string one.

But as I played it I realized that it wasn’t that bad either and God even gave me a new song on a 5 string guitar! Then I even played it in the hospital chapel devotion and the people seemed to enjoy the music totally oblivious to the lack of one string.

This led me to grasp the life-lesson He wanted me to learn: our lives are like this 5 string guitar- Incomplete/Imperfect but what matters is the skill of the one who is playing the instrument. In His hands all the imperfection fades out and we find our completeness in Him. Our inadequacies make way for His competence; the Master’s proficiency covers and drowns out our depravity. He doesn’t need a Taylor or a Fender when He can use a humble country made guitar which makes itself available to the Master. He doesn’t look for ability but rather availability because He gives the ability, there goes this famous saying, “He doesn’t call the qualified but He qualifies the called.” Paul writes about God’s selection criteria in 1 Corinthians “and God also selected (deliberately chose) what in the world is low born and insignificant and branded and treated with contempt, that He might depose and bring to nothing the things that are” (Amplified Bible)

God created all the awe inspiring beauty around us out of nothingness and He can do the same to your nothingness and void. Sometimes it takes long and the wait is tedious but He doesn’t follow our schedule, He has His own and He is never late. He created the visible world in 6 days out of a void and he will do the same with your void too.

I’m reminded of a song as I wrap up this article:

“I wouldn’t choose me first if I was looking for a champion

In fact I’d understand if you picked everyone before me

But that’s just not my story

True to who You are You saw my heart and made something out of nothing

I don’t need my name in lights I’m famous in my Father’s eyes”

He knows my name by Francesca Battistelli.