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The Cello, the Little Boy, and Corrie ten Boom - June 2021
by Dawn Phelps, RN/LMSW

When my daughter Misty and her family moved to Wales several years ago, my four grandchildren were very young.  The two oldest are now grown up, married, and living in the U.S. My youngest granddaughter Audrey and her younger brother Will still live in Wales with their parents, and Audrey plays cello.  Her “cello” story and the other small stories in this article are about connections with the right people at just the right time.

First, the cello story.  Audrey’s cello was built in Bavaria, Germany, in 1886.  It is valued at 10,000 British pounds which is about $15,000 in American money, and I believe how Audrey came into possession of the cello was meant-to-be. Audrey began playing violin after they arrived in Wales, but her real interest was to play the cello.  Audrey’s mother Misty told her that they would look for a cello if she would promise to practice, but warned they did not have much money to spend on an instrument.  Audrey promised to practice. Audrey’s music teacher Natalie “knew a person, who knew a lady named Rachel” who lived in northeast England who had a cello.  Rachel spent most of her time as a missionary in China so she had little time to play her instrument, and she wanted the cello to be played.   

Had Natalie not been Audrey’s music teacher,
my daughter Misty and  Rachel would not
have met in London, England, to talk.  But
they met.  Rachel took a train from her
home, and Misty drove from Wales, and
they met at the train station. 

Misty said she knew it was Rachel at
the station because she was the only
one carrying a large instrument case.
The two of them talked for about a
half hour, then Rachel hopped back
on the train, leaving the valuable
instrument with Misty.  Rachel said
the cello was “a permanent loan” to
Audrey as long as she played it.

Audrey was 13 when she received the cello, and she kept her promise to practice.  She qualified for the youth orchestra in Cardiff, Wales, at the age of 15 and the adult orchestra at the age of 17.  She plans to study cello in the States soon. The connections in the cello story are precise.  And I ask, “Who would leave such a priceless instrument with someone she met thirty minutes earlier?”  I believe Someone Higher had a hand in it.

Some stories are attributed to coincidences.  But are they really coincidences or meant-to-be connections?  For instance, a family was traveling on a desolate stretch of highway west of Casper, Wyoming.  (My husband and I once drove that 60-mile stretch that only had one rest stop—no gas stations, no restaurants.) 

The young daughter of the traveling family desperately needed a bathroom stop, so the mother watched for a place for her husband to pull the car off the road.  The mom suggested one road, then another turn, and the dad made turns accordingly.  When the mother got out of the car with her daughter, the mother heard a child crying.  She followed the sounds and found a very young boy with only one shoe on.  He was crying because he had cactus stickers in his foot, and he was lost.  The travelers took the child, searched until they found the boy’s house, and returned the child to his parents who were not aware the little boy was gone.   

Another story.  Corrie ten Boom and her sister Betsy were in Ravensbruck Concentration Camp in Germany during WWII.  After Corrie’s sister Betsy died on December 16, 1944, Corrie was released on December 31 due to a clerical error.  About two weeks later, all the women in Corrie’s age group in the camp were sent to the gas chambers, but Corrie’s life had been spared.  She lived to write her story, The Hiding Place, a book that became a powerful movie.  She died in California at the age of 91. 

In all three of the stories, the connections were perfectly times and resulted in something good.  I believe God cares about each of us and helps us at just the right time.

“There is no pit so deep, but God’s love is not deeper still.”  Betsy ten Boom

Call about the next "Living Life after Loss" Group at:
Meadowlark Hospice
709 Liberty, Clay Center, Kansas
(785) 632-2225
Dawn Phelps, RN/LMSW, Group Facilitator