Someone gave me a guitar to specifically give to a homeless person. I love that.
Today I met Tyler. One hand was tattooed “LOVE” and the second read “HATE.” I don’t know the reasoning behind his tattoos, nor did I ask. Traditionally, the words love and hate are a reminder of how thinly balanced life can be. Most, if not all of us, have an ongoing struggle between good and evil. After all, we are all sinners – despite the good we may do in life we will always fall short.
Tyler will turn 21 on Thursday and he told me how he has a love for music, “I play the trombone, the drums and the guitar – I got my first guitar when I was 7.” I asked, “Did you teach yourself how to play all of that?” He smiled, “I did, I was even in the band and while I could not read music, I did just as good.”
Tyler has lived in Ashland City, Nashville and now Murfreesboro. I am not real sure where he lost his guitar, but I would imagine somewhere in between those three cities while homeless.
As he carried the instrument to his campsite he said that he can now play when he is feeling mad or down.
The guitar that was handed to me to hand to someone else will now be used as a soothing outlet for another.
“Music can change the world because it can change people.” – Bono (U2)