Local Local Local Missions

I have been blessed to serve our King on the foreign mission field every summer since I graduated High school! hose trips changed my faith completely! I got to see how other people lived for God and I can never thank them enough for changing my walk with God- however that's a story for another post.
With this post I wanted to focus on local missions. I'm not talking about your neighbors, fellow students, or even co-workers (although those are very important as well). No, I am talking about missions within your family!
I was born and raised in Fort Ashby, WV! I was all of 15 minutes from my mom's parents house and 7 minutes from the church we all attended as a family- uncle included! ! I spent allot of time on my grandparents farm as a kid and loved every minute of it! My sisters went to an actual school while I was home schooled! There were some days when mom would work and I would get to spend the night with my grandparents!! Every morning I would wake up to the smell of coffee, the sound of the news, and the sight of my grandma reading her daily devotional. Most mornings she would fill me in on what she was reading and learning from God's word! Even to this day she is quick to tell me what she is learning in her Seek the Lord Time! How unbelievably awesome!!! I thank God for her wisdom and example.
On the flip side of that I was about 3 1/2 hours away from my dad's parents house. The weekends we went to visit them were the only Sundays we didn't go to church. My Granny taught me my first cuss word. I would like to explain the gist of my granny's relationship with me. I love her and she loves me. When I was a kid I loved going to the movies with her! AS I grew older and bigger- we stopped getting along. I was a jerk of a teenager and would HATE talking with her because she would ask about my weight, grades, GPA, and relationship status! Over time I got so annoyed with the questions I stopped calling her completely.

About three or four months ago, God placed my Granny's salvation status :) on my heart. After much prayer I decided to take a trip to West Virginia rather than head to the foreign mission field again. For years- I am ashamed to say that I hid behind the idea of showing her Christ by the way I lived. I wish I had been honorable about showing her Christ through my actions and words but I wasn't. I was scared. Scared that it would be awkward, embarrassing, and weird to bring it up! I was terrified to be let down. I was more comfortable with leaving the country to tell people about Christ then I was my own flesh and blood.
We were driving somewhere to go shopping ( I was roughing it-hehehe :) ) and we were talking about my dad's latest test results (cancer free- Praise the Lord). She mentioned how impressed she was how well dad seemed to handle himself with battle after battle of cancer! This was my chance- with my heart beating- I stated that I thought it was because Dad, like all Christians, have this sense of peace! The absolute worse thing that could happen to us is death and when we die we WILL SEE THE KING ! MY HEART WAS IN MY THROAT TRYING TO GET OUT! My granny responded with- You're right! The God we serve paid the price of death for our sins! We went on to talk about Paul, heaven, and all sorts of stuff!

I thank God He opened that door and gave me some reassurance! I wish I could say I came right out and asked her where she was going when she died but I didn't! I'm driving to see her next week in Branson and I intend to do just that! What a blessing it would be surrounded by both sets of grandparents and other family members WORSHIPPING our LORD AND SAVIOUR together!
I think I always say this but I really don't know why I wrote this...... just thought I would share whats going on in my family :) After Granny - its grandpa C!