The Raw Vegan: Part LIV, More Changes

DS2 had moved away from North Carolina and was living close to what is now the university campus. It was still a college and the outlying areas weren’t as populated as they are presently. He agreed to take Kat to his place in the country. She would be able to roam and not get in trouble. Little by little, I was losing bits of my life with DH. My consolation was I’d be able to see her now and then. Another more important change was DS2 was settling down and our relationship was on a more even keel.

Sabbath mornings, DD and I would get up and get ready to go to church. There was no reason to take two cars and Grandpa loved to drive. He’d get out his perfectly groomed white ’67 Chevy Impala and wait in the driveway. My mother-in-law would fuss at his champing at the bit to go. He’d be ready with his hat and coat far before we were presentable. By and by, his doll, as he called my mother-in-law, would make her way to the car and DD and I would follow. She’d sit in the front seat with her true love and we’d occupy the back seat.

Every week, I’d be occupying the organ bench. It was a terrible spot to be in because the organ, itself, was terrible. I was ashamed to play it knowing I had an organ at my in-law’s house that was many many MANY times better. A plan began to form in my mind.

I wasn’t prepared to donate my organ to the church. I probably should have been that generous but it really didn’t occur to me to do it. My bank account was in sad shape. To tell the truth, I didn’t even have a bank account. I paid all of my bills either in cash or I bought money orders. There was no way I could keep a minimum balance and I couldn’t afford bounced checks.

The wheels were turning. I was having a hard time keeping DD’s tuition current every month and I didn’t want to give up and send her to public school.

I sat down at my computer and started typing a proposal. When it was done, I printed it off, proofed it and put it away until I could talk to the pastor.

The pastor and I had a heart to heart before the next business meeting and he agreed to present my idea to the church.

I don’t remember exactly how I worded it but the gist was that I would exchange my organ for DD’s education through the 8th grade. The tuition would be paid every month during the school year as well as the summer. The amounts during the summer months would be put in a trust to accrue until she graduated. At that time, it would be released to help fund her entrance fee to academy.

The pastor had calculated the value of the organ vs the total outlay by the church and he informed the business meeting attendees they would be getting a quality instrument for about half what it was worth. One of the members made a motion, another seconded it and the vote was unanimous that the swap would be made.

When the truck came to move the organ, it was both a glad day and a sad day. I hated to part with it but God would be glorified by its being in His church. I wouldn’t ever have to be embarrassed playing the organ again.

The first Sabbath the organ was in the church, I was shaking like a leaf. One of the ladies commented on how my hands were trembling. It was a bittersweet experience. Someone commented that I was playing my own organ but I had to correct them. It belonged to the church. It was no longer mine. I could look at it as a sacrifice but I chose to see it as a blessing that DD would be assured of a Christian education if anything happened to me.

There was more space in the folk’s living room and they rearranged the furniture. It was still crowded with my couch and chairs and their furniture but not quite as much. I could have gotten rid of my part but I was holding out for a real house someday and I’d need it then. Who knew when that would be?

2 Responses to The Raw Vegan: Part LIV, More Changes

  1. Fruitloop December 26, 2008 at 8:28 am #

    That must have been hard for you Tommie. You did the right thing. Wish I could figure out how to pay ds’ tuition in-kind. But, our school desperately needs the cash.


    • Tommie December 27, 2008 at 3:00 pm #

      Our church desperately needed the organ. Maybe you can look around and find something the school needs, otherwise.

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