"Welcome to my blog space. I believe that God has carefully placed gems in our paths to fill our days with joy. The challenge for us is to take the time to notice them. My desire is to share the gems in my life so that, hopefully, you will see the ones He's placed in yours. I hope what you read here will be worth your time and you'll want to return often." - Cathy

Friday, August 11, 2017

Take a Seat, Please!


Hello, Dear Readers –

LA Mission Team
Mary Jane, Cathy, Karen, Sam and Hannah
The team of five arrived home from the Los Angeles mission trip and we’ve recovered from jet lag, which, as it turns out, is a very real thing. I couldn’t physically or mentally function for several days after we returned. We are all back to normal now (I smile as I type that – us, normal!) and as He promised us, God showed up and heaped blessings all over and around us. I’ll have to unfold the story in several smaller portions to get it all told. Here’s the beginning:

On the flight from Charlotte to Denver, Sam (our team leader) sat on a row alone, with two of us seated behind him and two seated across the aisle. The seat beside him stayed vacant for quite
An Empty Seat
some time as the plane filled up. A young man finally came searching for that seat. As we were traveling to the airport, Sam told us that he planned to get some rest on this first flight. The young man sat down and he and Sam exchanged pleasantries, and Sam prepared to lean back and get comfortable. Once the young man found out Sam was involved in Missions, the floodgate of questions opened and Sam politely answered them, still set on resting during this flight. But the young man was so hungry and thirsty for the truth of Jesus and the knowledge of Him that he kept Sam busy and then prayed to accept Christ as His Savior somewhere between Charlotte and Denver.

Brand-new Bible in a Suitcase
Sam let the rest of us know what had happened and we prayed for this young man with our arms through the seats, over the seats and across the aisle. His entire countenance had changed since he sat down in that seat next to Sam. God had prompted one of the ladies to pack a Bible she had at home, brand-new, still in the wrapper. She got her suitcase out of the overhead bin and fished out the Bible and gave it to the young man, who we now knew as Wycliffe. He hugged it to his chest and rubbed it and smiled as he said, “I WILL read this.”

We all met in the airport waiting room when we debarked so all we Mommas could hug him and properly welcome him to the family.

Now here’s the rest of the story:

Wycliffe lives in Atlanta now but is originally from a village in Africa. Sam was in Wycliffe’s home village three weeks earlier as he partnered with a minister there to spread the news of Jesus.

Wycliffe wasn’t supposed to sit in that sit next to Sam. His seating assignment had been changed at the last minute “to accommodate another passenger with a special need.”

I had just finished reading the autobiography of William Cameron Townsend, the founder of the
Wycliffe Bible Translators Logo
Wycliffe Bible Translators, the week before the trip. One portion talked about how some of the natives had shown their gratitude to Townsend and his wife for all the many kindnesses they performed in the villages by naming their children after them and their work. I asked Wycliffe where he got his name and he replied, “From my grandfather.” As soon as I heard Wycliffe’s name, I was struck that Wycliffe’s grandfather may have been one of those babies. The time periods line up for it to be so.

Was all of this coincidental? I don’t think so. I believe God let us see how He works. I believe God had been making a way for Wyclliffe to come to know Him for over three generations.

What lengths has God gone to so you would know and love Him? I’d love to hear your story in the comments.

Going out with joy today because God is at work all around us –

Cathy

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Because You Will Go


Los Angeles, CA
Before another week passes by I want to touch base with you, my dear Readers. It’s that “time flying by” thing going on again. I guess that could be written up as the story of my life.

Tomorrow I will be flying to Los Angeles, California, on a Mission Trip where a team of five will be doing street evangelism and prayer walking in a couple areas of the city. God has given us a specific assignment just as He did last year when He called us to go to Washington, DC, for a similar purpose. On that trip, God showed up and showed out in ways we never imagined He would, even giving us visual cues for what He was going to accomplish in Washington.

We have been gathering each month since March to pray for the trip, for each other, and for
Meeting for Prayer
directions from God as to what our exact mission is. Several of us have questioned God about why He would call people from a small town in North Carolina to go to a huge city like LA, especially when there are already Christians there. Why not just call on them? The answer I received through prayer was, “Because you will go.”

Because I am available, He is using me. It doesn’t have anything to do with my skills, what I can add to the team, or whether I am prepared to meet strangers on the street with the message of God’s love for them. It’s simply because I will go. He’ll do the rest by preparing hearts in California for a divine appointment with an old lady from North Carolina. Just because I will go.

What about you? Are you available? Will you go where He sends you? Tell me how He is using you in the comment section below. I’d love to hear your stories.



Going out with joy today-

Cathy

Monday, July 3, 2017

Getting Older? Here's the Test




Time Flies
I’ve discovered a sure-fire way to tell if you are getting older: combine three active children, sometimes alone and sometimes together day and night for parts of two weeks and then add in a four-day trip that will require sixteen hours of driving before you’re back home. It’s been a whirlwind but I loved every minute. My children and grandchildren live away from the town I live in so visits are a treasure.

Emma, our 9-year-old granddaughter, arrived first. She stayed with Pawpaw and me so she could attend a two-week long drama/art camp in town. The camp was Monday – Thursday from 9-11 am for drama and from 1-3:30 pm for art. It’s been awhile since I was responsible for getting someone up, dressed, fed and delivered somewhere at a certain time of day. Thankfully, she was good about getting up and getting ready. It was just us the first week.
Emma and McKenna
at the  Park



The next week, McKenna, our 6-year old great granddaughter, decided she wanted to come spend some time at our house. She arrived on Sunday evening. Emma also returned on Sunday evening from spending the weekend at home. The two girls loved being together again and, as a bonus, McKenna got to play with a cousin who was also in town.

Our grandson, Matthew, 9 1/2 years old, came from Charleston on Tuesday to join the festivities. He came so that he could travel with us to Columbus, GA, on Thursday to a reunion of the unit my husband served with in Vietnam. Matthew is a history buff so this trip was right up his alley.

Matthew with his
Black Belt
These three and the two others who didn’t get to come are beautiful, sparkling gems that God has placed in my life. We managed to fit all kinds of activities into these two weeks. Afterwards I wondered when I got so old. In my mind’s eye, I’m still in my twenties with an abundance of energy. In reality, I’m seeking every opportunity to take a nap.

Looking back on those two weeks, I’m glad it all happened. I loved seeing the drama camp play that Emma was in come together as they worked on it day after day. Imagine taking 60 children, most of whom had never acted, and producing a play to present to parents and the public in just eight days, costumes and all. McKenna’s sweetness permeates the house and everyone in it when she’s here. Even gruff old Grandpa is transformed. At six, she has formed definite opinions about life and I learn a lot from her. On one hand, Matthew quietly observes life (you can learn a lot that way) and on the other he is all boy riding four wheelers, climbing trees, shooting his bow and arrow, and learning about guns from Grandpa while sitting under a shade tree.
Four Wheelin'
Today, I am thankful for these precious blessings God has given me in my old age. And I’m thankful that I still have what it takes to keep up with these blessings. What are you thankful for today?

Now, I think it’s naptime!

Cathy

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Continuing the Journey


Hourglass
Hello, dear readers! Lots of life has happened since we last talked. We’ve been apart longer than I intended when I took a break from blogging. I’ve missed you.

            Often, I feel like I am a puppet on a string at the mercy of someone else’s plan for my day. A day is gone, then a week, and then a month has passed and my head wiggles and waggles like a booble-head doll, wondering where all those days went and what I did to fill them up. When I was about twenty-years old an elderly lady (it seems strange to say that now that I am one!) told me that the older you get, the faster time goes. I discounted that information because she was an old lady and what could she possibly know. Now I know. Now I’m the old lady giving young women a reason to shake their heads.
Friendships are
like jewels

            I’m looking forward to being back with you, my dear readers, as we share the journey through this world to our real home in Heaven. The journey here is still joyful and God is still placing gems along my path that I want to share with you.

Joy and blessings to each of you!



See you again soon-

Cathy