Harry Gwadabaluchi

Harry Gwadabaluchi (pronounced phonetically) was a bust; or more accurately, he was part of a bust.

Harry Gwadabaluchi was from a Caribbean nation; (those who would know cannot remember if it was Mexico, Haiti, or the Dominican Republic.)

Harry Gwadabaluchi was the legacy of a pastor in NC who made a difference to four MKs.

The story of Harry: Quite a few years ago, four MKs and their parents visited a congregation in NC. As often happened, the family visited in a member's home for a meal and some conversation; the pastor was there too. The adults ate in the kitchen, and the children in the living room. But the most unusual thing happened when the pastor came and joined the children. And this is how they learned of Harry Gwadabaluchi. On a trip south, the pastor was with some of the kids from his congregation and they saw a large statue. When asked who it was, the pastor identified it as Harry Gwadabaluchi. And thus, the legend started:

Harry was ... well, he started as a statue! But not an ordinary one, for indeed he was merely a head! Pastor Vos turned that statue into a time of fellowship and fun, first for the kids with him and later for the 4 MKs in my story. See, because he was simply a head, Harry often got made fun of and was the subject of many happy puns: he could only use half a bottle of Head and Shoulders. His favorite foods were cabbage and lettuce. And many other heady puns which we spent a long time thinking of.

So, why have I spent such a long time to tell you about a bit of statue and fiction. Pastor Vos went home to be with his Lord earlier this month. I don't think I ever talked to him after the day he told us four kids about Harry, but I will remember him as a man who truly cared. He is one of a very few pastors I ever remember to have taken personal time for the little MKs when he could just as easily been with the more important people. That is my testimony of how his life touched mine for a brief hour and left a mark of genuine love.