The Flog – The Fabry Log

Here's the e-mail I talked about on the show today. What a wonderful listener. I hope this encourages you. Some names have been changed:

Dear Chris,
I want to thank for reading my e-mail on the show today. I am unable to call in because I'm at work when the show is aired in my area. I must admit I try to be at my desk when your show is on so I can listen. I am a seamstress at a little tiny shop across from _____ University. I have worked there for 22 years and with the same boss for the same 22 years. I run a 4 head embroidery (can't spell such a big word) machine. I also do heat press which I am not so crazy about but I take my poor little radio into that room and turn it up. My little radio has a broken antenna and I have to scotch tape a nail in the top to get Moody Radio.

I love my Job and although my boss says he's a Christian he can use some pretty bad words. But I have watched God move in his life without him even knowing it. I figure if he ever gets completely sold out to Jesus , God will move me on, but until then I bloom where I'm planted.

Over the years I have built relationships with the people who make their home in town. Mrs. _____ is in her mid seventies and she works at the church across the road from us. She comes over with prayer request every now and then. Mr. _____ just comes in and walks past the counter and we talk about his battle with cancer, and he sees his name on my prayer board. We have another man who's little boy has a brain disorder and his name is on my board. I have green dots scattered around my office with _____'s name on them he goes to my church and has cancer and he was the nurse that set in the ICU with my husband when he died 5 years ago. Now it's my turn to pray for him.

Some times I look at my small little life and can't believe where God has taken me, I love life, and I love my life. I love the people God places in my life and believe that relationship should be a starting point for the message of Christ. A small kindness in this cold world goes a long way. As I said my son's tell me I live in Bubble Land, and I guess I do to some degree. I do believe that the love of Christ should be a part of every fiber of our lives.

I will never be a Billy Graham, but I guess God doesn't need another Billy Graham. What He needs is someone to love the lost neighbor that lives next door. Or love the teenager who is having a hard time with life. Or the person who takes time to visit Aunt Jane in the nursing and take her dried apples because they were her favorite. Or send a card to a mom and dad who's 13 year old son was hit by a car on his birthday and died, 5 years ago , just to say I am praying for you this week. None of these things cost any money, just time. And they truly can change the course of someone's life.

In Christ,
Sue

PS. My son just came in and hit spell check so now I'm not a Hillbilly.