Mema got mad at me.
She didn't notice the date at the top of the post.
And the faith-healing guitar repairman with no guitar-repairing tools didn't tip her off.
So she's been praying for me all weekend. Praying that I'll be able to repair Clark's guitar. Praying that I won't get discouraged in my luthiery pursuits. Praying for Clark's guitar.
Then Angela told her yesterday.
She's still praying for me, but I think in a completely different way now.
Apparently there are others who have moved me to a different prayer list.
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