But not today.
Today, this post will be about today. . . not last week, last month, or last year. . . but today.
And today I am full to the overflowing. Christina told me to mark off today on my calendar to plan to go to Indian Springs with her to meet up with a distant family member to talk about Uganda. He and his family have been serving as missionaries there for 10 years.
I could take a long story and make it even longer. So here's the short of the long.
I was so blessed by Billy. Christina and I (and Lisa Jones- who just happened to be there at Camp Meeting) drank from his knowledge and his experience. He spoke of story telling and how to use it to disciple others. He even demonstrated this and I was hook, line, and sinker. Our time was sweet in Jesus and I was just so very blessed. He had some words of wisdom for me, "Expect basically nothing and quadruple your prayers."
Christina had also told me she had carved out some time for us to spend with Billy's mother, Beth. Christina compared her to Kay Arthur in the Baptist circles. She was sitting on the porch of her camp-meet cabin. I knew I loved her as soon as she gave me a hug. She was so very full of the love of Jesus. She just radiated him. Honestly, I don't think I've ever met anyone so full of Jesus. She really is indescribable.
Just in conversation she had mentioned her mother and how they prayed everyday together. This struck such a cord in my heart. So a little later on I asked her to tell me more about her mother, to tell me more about them praying everyday together (either by phone or in person). This is what she said:
- Her mother loved Jesus more than anyone she knew.
- When she was 8 years old (the oldest of 5) for her mother's birthday they bought her a mat. She prayed so much they wanted her to have something to kneel on.
- Jesus was more real to her mother than her own children were.
- One day when Beth was 17 she asked Beth to stay home from school with her. Her mother felt a strong prompting from the LORD to pray, so she asked Beth to stay home with her and pray. They prayed that day until 3:00 that afternoon.
- She prayed with Beth everyday until she went to be with Jesus.
This woman, this complete stranger, the 5 of us (a friend of hers, Debby) was there and Beth wanted to know how she could pray for each of us. We each shared something and then we prayed. .. each one of us. It was so sweet, so full of love, so full of Jesus.
I've been in a very "blah" state lately. Jesus was so sweet to me. He knew how much I needed this even though I didn't know I needed this. He knew I needed to be on this front porch with these 4 other precious women, knitted together in Him, and filled with His love. I'm just overflowing with thanksgiving of how Jesus puts women in my life (both in my daily live and in spots of my life) that point me to Him . . . always pointing me to Him.
That mother? Beth's mother? I pray I will be that kind of mama to my children.