Carol was a great lady. She was someone I knew cared about my walk with God, even as a little kid. I don't really remember how my parents met Carol, but I know it was ordained by God.
My Mom worked full-time and my Dad was called away on business alot when I was a kid, so I spent a lot of time at a babysitter. I know God provided the babysitters because everyone was a Godly person who loved my brother and I like family. That in itself is a miracle.
Carol was one of my babysitters. She invited our family to church and made us feel welcome. Some people at this church made a point to make us not feel welcome, but Carol's family always did. We became family to her. She would come and pick me up on Sunday's my Mom had to work. She played with us in her pool. She tried to teach me piano. She made us root beer floats. She was kind with us and made a lasting impression on me as to what Christianity should be. I was a fat, insecure kid who missed being around my parents and she seemed to understand that. She made me feel welcome.
I found out this week that Carol had died. It made me sad, but also I thought of the work she had done for God by just making people feel welcome, that they were important. How I want to leave this Earth knowing I have done some good for someone. Carol might never know how she directed me on the right path with God. She might never know how she made an insecure kid feel like someone besides family cared about what happpened to her. She did a lot for me, but it all came natural to her. She was just being herself.
3 comments:
Good blog, Tracy. "Carol" reminds me of a dear saint, Ann who lives in New Palestine. Well, yes, I just remembered, you know her too.
Well anyhow Ann was to my early Christian life what Carol was to you. Ann took me in & taught me alot about Jesus just by her lifestyle & by making me feel at home in the church we both attended. Now Ann, at 85yrs. young is still active in her church & I need to call her and say
Thanks for her love and friendship over the years. I see her now about once a year, if I'm lucky. Thanks for the reminder.
Tracy, I know it must be hard to think that the world lost such a genuine, loving person. I'm so glad that you were able to experience the things that you did with her. Most of us only wish to be remembered in that light. I guess we can just thank God for another chance to be more like Carol. Thanks for sharing this.
Tracy,
Guess who showed up unannounced at my door on Friday afternoon?
Ann, from New Pal, with another friend Sue, from here in Indy. Guess this was my "once a year" visit for 2005. Just thought you'd
like to know.
I will be at the viewing for Dan
on Sunday afternoon. Leaving here at 2:00.
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