Some
of you will recall, two years ago, while I was in Spain, I had to make an
emergency trip to California at the passing of my brother. It was a very difficult time, creating quite
a stressful situation for my family. I
remember at that time, a question arose among some of my friends of how God could
permit bad things to happen to good people.
That was the same question I was asking God about my brother and his
family. But God in His infinite ways
knows how to comfort us in our pain, and how to heal the suffering that we go
through at the loss of a loved one. No
it isn’t easy. But when we put it all in
perspective, and try our best to see through God’s eyes, He always shows His
love grace and mercy. You are about to
witness the way that grace has portrayed itself in the story my niece.
Two
years have now past, and I would love to share a story with you of how God’s
grace infiltrated the life of the daughter of “One Good Man”
I'm sitting here thinking on the two
year mark of my dad's passing and praying that this letter finds all of you in
a great place today. There are still many days when I wish that dad was
here to see my girls growing up, or to see the new grandchild that Mike and
Crystal have on the way. Although it never gets easier, I think we have
all learned to live differently without him and are doing well. Knowing
that he is in Heaven and that one day we will see him again is the one thing
that makes it all easier.
My life has changed tremendously in the
past couple of years. I know that God has used dad's passing to do a
great work in my life. At our March bible study at church, in honor of
St. Patrick's Day, we were asked, "What is the luckiest thing that has
happened in your life?" The conversation turned from luck to
blessings when someone stated that they don't believe its luck, they believe
that God blesses us. As I thought about that, I realized that my dad's
passing has been the greatest blessing in my life. I know that may sound
strange and I would give anything to have my dad back. But, I know that I
am closer to God today than I have ever been before. I know that the
change is because I now focus on my home in Heaven more than I worry about my
life here on earth. I don't believe this change would have come if it
weren't for the pain of losing my dad. This focus on my Heavenly home has
made me realize that I want to bring as many people with me as I can. I
no longer want to go to church and just "fill a seat" in the sanctuary.
I want to serve God and let others know the reason for my joy. I was so
blessed to be raised in church and to have a wonderful family with a history of
serving God. But I think that I took it for granted and never realized
that my personal relationship with the Lord wasn't where it should be. I
just coasted along and never really did my part to spread God's word.
That part of my life is over. I now lead a women's bible study at
our church and serve on our church board. I would have never thought that
I would be speaking in front of others, but God can use anyone! He
definitely gives me the words to say and the confidence to say them. I
also realize the importance of spending time in God's word and seek to grow
closer to Him every day. God has spoken to me more through devotions in
the past year than ever before and I know he is still working.
I know that God has a plan for my life
and I know that He has called me to serve Him. As a college student, God
placed a very real call on my life to be a missionary. I didn't know then
what I would do for sure and I still don't know exactly what He is calling me
to do, but I know that I am more than ready to say "yes" to whatever
it is that He will have me do. I know that having a family and young kids
definitely makes it harder to leave and serve God in other places now.
But I am ready for God to work it out and for things to fall into place
whether that means that I will serve Him abroad or in my own town. I am
so thankful that God can take our tears and turn them into something wonderful.
I would give anything to have dad back with us, but I also wouldn't trade
the relationship that I now have with my Savior.
Thanks for taking the time to read a
little bit about what is happening in my life recently. As I said before
(probably in the note I sent a whole year ago), I know that I am not the best
at keeping in touch with everyone, but I do love hearing from you guys when you
get the chance. And I will try to do better on giving everyone updates about
what is going on here in California.
I would love for us all to be able to get together again some
time. We will have to find a place to all meet in the middle.
Love, Julie (Caton) Strieff
My
brother was the type of guy that not only understood, but also lived the
kingdom life. In these days it gets
harder and harder to find people who really understand what it means to walk the
kingdom walk. My Brother lived that kind
of life.
We
often forget the great commission tells us to carry the Gospel around the
world, but we also often forget where the great commission begins. It begins at home, on our doorstep, at work,
at school, at play: in our Jerusalem.
That’s where it all begins. From
there it spreads out around the world.
That
what my Brother believed, and that is the type of life my niece is
practicing. God help us all to be that
kind of Kingdom servant.
Dock
Caton 04/29/13