“She did what she could.
She gave what she had.
Now, I believe, it’s her turn.”
I have learned a thing or two on this long journey. That there is good, bad, and sometimes really ugly times, along the way. I have also found the blessing, in that those times that are the hardest, the worst, & the ugliest, God sends an open window, that certain door, a well-timed lifeboat, sometimes even a crawl space, or… two special people I have never met before.
And so it was nearly 4 1/2 years ago, right before my world would take a dive like I never could have imagined, God sent Kathryn & Kellie-Jo into my life… like a memorial. As life would have it… & I would never forget it. I had no idea then how much of a memory and imprint these two would leave on my heart to this day. And may I say, the honor and privilege has been more to my gain & blessing, then it could ever have been the other way around. I am amazed at how the Lord instructs me on this long & winding road, and I just don’t always get it until He takes me out of the classroom and then shows me with [and among] His people… and sometimes on a dance floor. And that is exactly what He did.
The first time I met Kathryn she had dropped her precious baby girl Kellie-Jo at the doorsteps of Smithville Baptist Church, a small country church that if you didn’t know where you were going you’d get lost, located not far from where she lived. She knew that there was nothing left that she could do for her daughter. She had tried everything. She had done all that she could, and was desperate for her child’s healing. She knew He could, where she couldn’t. What I didn’t know at the time was she herself needed a physical healing too. But she wasn’t making a petition for herself that day; she was a mother on a mission. She didn’t come for herself; she came for Kellie-Jo.
This just throws me! A woman, who doesn’t even go to this church or know anyone who does, drops off her youngest daughter on the doorsteps, feeling too unworthy to even enter herself [& this by-the-way, wrecks me more] and leaves her there, trusting the Lord with what mattered most to her, her child. I thought ”WOW!” ”Now that’s FAITH!” She thought of Jesus and she just handed everything over to Him. To me, it’s like Kathryn looked up to Heaven on the doorsteps of SBC & said… “Jesus, I give you my baby, who You had given to me first. I know You love her. Just say the word and Kellie-Jo will be healed!”
What I had come to know, love, & find very refreshing about Kathryn, was her direct & genuine honesty. She told it exactly the way it was. She was a giver and she was “for real”. Some people may say that she didn’t have much, but what she did have she gave it away. And that my friends, was the best part. She made no claims to being fancy or “all that”. What you saw, was what you got…
“Lord, I’ll take a hundred of her please!”
She did what she could
She gave what she had
Now, I believe, it’s her turn.
I loved that about her. And I see it too in her daughter Kellie-Jo. So the generational beauty continues…
The first time I saw Kellie-Jo, I had glanced just behind me at Smithville Baptist Church and I noticed a young lady I had not noticed before. She was seated not too far behind me. I could not take my eyes off from her. There was something about this girl. I had this nagging feeling tugging at me like I was suppose to say something to her but I had no idea what I was to say or where this feeling was coming from. The urgency to speak to her gained momentum the further into the service time went. Suddenly, a prayer request went out to the congregation, but instead of asking for prayer for herself, this young girl asked for her mother. “What is your mother’s name” they asked her. “My mom’s name is Kathryn” as she spoke out through her tears. Like mother, like daughter!
Those urgent, heart-tugging feelings of mine, turned into in-depth conversations with God that consequently turned into conversations with Kellie-Jo & many others over the years, that prayerfully continue to this day… I pray even as we speak.
What started out as a word here and a prayer there, actually started to mean something to the people God would highlight to me. I think I was as amazed as they were when it happened, probably more. [I know how inept I am.] Kellie-Jo was one of those first few who saw that in me when I couldn’t [or wouldn't].
After a short period of time, Kellie-Jo had married and moved away. All seemed well until the next communication came by way of Kathryn. And this time, she had made it all the way into the church, as far as the altar, to tell me… Kellie-Jo needed HELP!
No matter how far we happen to move away from home, the Lord does not miss a step. Jesus was always on the case and Kellie-Jo would make it through just fine.
And just a month or so ago, I ran into Kellie-Jo at a local Arbor Day Festival. She looked great with that big smile across her face as she came over to my table to give me a hug. The darkness had lifted, the deceiver had departed, and I could see the sparkle of the young girl again that Jesus rescued the day her mom dropped her off to Him. And now, a little over a month later, I was just in time to witness Kellie-Jo drop her mother off to Jesus. Wow Lord, You sure know how to deliver a God-send.
And as I stood beside Kathryn as she lied in that hospital bed, with my eyes trying to deceive me as to whether she comprehended my presence there or not, I felt something from inside and I began to pray.
When the words leave me, they really do escape me. I do not often remember. But what I do know is this… When I pray where He leads, He always gets it right. So today I am so thankful, that instead of me, it was Jesus in my place.
When I looked at Kathryn one last time, I saw the dance floor. It was her turn. It was His lead. She stated her intentions for Him the moment she gave Him her heart, and all the “precious” moments she had in it. And when Jesus takes the lead, the next move is always right, even if everyone else doesn’t think so. But in a little while, if Jesus takes their lead, they’ll think so too.
I know this post is a little different then my usual posts but I do hope you like it. It is my heart-felt desire to give it to you real, raw, and straight-up; like a direct hit to your heart, an honest word between your eyes, a finger that points to the things & the One that matter most, and if I need to… find a doorstep where Jesus stands at the door and knocks, and deposit you there.
She did what she could
She gave what she had!
She knew He could, where she couldn’t.
Now, I believe…
It’s Kathryn’s turn & Jesus has the floor!
During my visit with Kathryn & Kellie-Jo in the hospital [just two days before Kathryn's passing on May 18, 2013], I learned of Kathryn’s favorite song to her children… I hope you dance!
In honor of Kathryn, for Kellie-Jo…
As I was leaving the hospital that night, Kellie-Jo whispered in my ear “you are a God-send”… and I laughed out loud.
Thank You Lord for sending me “two special people I have [had] never met before.” ♥ Until that day…