May 3, 2018
It’s funny how certain sayings stay with you. For me it’s Winston Churchill, the prime minister of England during World War II. He fought with all his might to keep England from being captured by Hitler and one day he was the guest speaker at a graduation. He walked up to the podium and looked out at the students and said, “Never give up….never, never ever give up!” And with that he walked off the stage.
Powerful yet simple. When I became a born-again Christian in 1977 and surrendered my life to Jesus Christ, of course I wanted my whole family to open their hearts to our Savior, especially my mom and dad and step-mom. I prayed and I spoke with them over and over and it felt like I just kept hitting a wall. When Ned and I married we added more family members to pray for … Ned’s parents had already opened their hearts to Jesus. I was so worried about my folks. I wanted to see them in heaven and be with Jesus and them for all eternity. I clung to the verse I Thessalonians 5:6-18, “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”
I kept telling myself, “never give up..never” but as the years rolled by I felt like it would never happen. I was looking at some memories of my mom and dad the other day and gazed at my mom’s watch she loved, my dad’s old wallet, his dog tags and jacket buttons from the navy in world war II. I imagined them and their lives and why it was so hard for them to accept Jesus work on the cross for them.
Oh they prayed but each had walked through so much suffering and hurt in their lives they had a difficult time surrendering control even if it was God! But I kept praying and trying to remind myself it was God’s job and not mine. I was to present His gospel and His love and leave it to Him. My precious friend Dana led my birth-mom Dorothy to the Lord when my Mom was in the hospital; I had the privilege of leading my Dad to Jesus (and Ned did a lot of disciplining with him) and again God gave me the privilege of leading my step-mom Frances to Jesus at the age of 88..all were older when they came to salvation. When I sit down and hold these memories in my hands I am so glad Ned and I never gave up praying…and now we look forward to seeing all of them in heaven. Don’t you ever give up..never, never, never…that miracles can be right around the corner..I love you, kathy