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The long obedience

My parents are cleaning out cabinets. And bookshelves. 

They’ve done this before. Purging. For moves across states and across the world.

But this is different. A time for downsizing. Studying space. Deciding what will fit in the next spot. 

They’ll move to a smaller place. One of these days. So now they are paring down. Letting go. 

They push things into my hands when I express interest in a painting. A book. “Take it.”

Faithful. Mom and Dad, 2019.

William Carey

Today I sit at my desk and open one of those books that made the cut every other time. 

William Carey: Missionary, Pioneer and Statesman, by F. Deaville Walker. 

Inside the front cover my dad printed his name. Neat, spare penmanship. 

And this note: Read Nov. 6, 1953. 

On the facing page is a stamp of my parents’ first international address. Bangkok, Thailand. 1961. Our first home in Asia.

Notes in the margins

A quick perusal of the pages reveals multiple underlines in red and black. Notes in the margins.  Reminders of his meticulous attention to detail. Reflecting the man I know. 

Including his sense of humor. He drew a smiley face beside this sentence: “During the voyage, he [Carey] threw overboard the ugly wig he had been in the habit of wearing.” 

Principles

I see principles gleaned.  On one page he wrote, A man who had not learned how to spend money caused much grief…. Dad saw the importance of financial wisdom. It’s reflected in my parents’ generous giving over the years. To the Lord’s work. At the Lord’s leading. 

He marked references on the importance of unity with co-workers. And made a note: Without unity of heart, mind, purpose, there can be no hope for success. I think of the strong relationships he built with colleagues and national partners over the years. 

Dad’s notes in the margin. 1953

Language

Carey’s focus on languages and translating the Bible are highlighted. Underlined.

In their 29 years overseas, Mom and Dad learned language and culture well. In order to effectively communicate the gospel and plant churches. Teach Bible courses and lead Bible studies.

Later, Dad served as an editor at the Baptist publishing house in Indonesia. Promoting quality materials in the language of the people.

Family heritage

I look carefully through these pages. 

I’m holding treasure. A book with my dad’s fingerprints and markings in it. And part of my family heritage. 

Dad didn’t just read about missions. He listened. Heard God’s call to go. Obeyed. 

To the ends of the earth

He met and fell in love with Glenn Green at New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary. They were married. And after pastorates in Louisiana and Alabama, followed the Lord to the ends of the earth. 

They began this journey with a 2-year-old. Me. Crossing the Pacific Ocean. Sent by West Hartselle Baptist Church.

Mom and Dad were appointed to go in 1960.

The long obedience

Dad turns 88 this year. And I’m still learning the roots of his long obedience. Those who discipled him as a new believer.  What shaped his commitment and perseverance. The books that impacted his walk. 

Preparation in these early years of his faith anchored him to the Lord and His Word during storms and trials. In sorrows and fears. Through decades of life and ministry overseas and in the U.S. 

Faithful servant. Dedicated husband, father and grandfather. Ever-learning and growing disciple of his Lord and Savior. 

I am profoundly grateful.

Therefore, since we also have such a large cloud of witnesses surrounding us,
let us lay aside every hindrance and the sin that so easily ensnares us.
Let us run with endurance the race that lies before us,
keeping our eyes on Jesus, the source and perfecter of our faith.”
Hebrews 12:1-2

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30 replies on “The long obedience”

Susan, such a wonderful treasure you have. So thankful for both of your Godly parents and the example they set for all of us as we left home to go and serve Him overseas. May He find us all faithful as they have been through all the years. Thanks for sharing!

Susan, I so wish I’d known your history prior to your move and would love to have asked you about some dear friends of mine. My father took my family to Bangkla in 1968 to do some relief medical work in the Bangkla Baptist Hospital. We lived next door to Al and Olga Hood and have kept in touch with them since that time…..Uncle Al and Aunt Olga…
Blessings in 2020 for you, Todd, and your children!
Meg Brooke

I am also grateful for your parents! They had influence in my life in the first steps of this journey I’m still walking!

WOW! Such a powerful and significant post, and very emotional and personal due to our relationship. Needed reminder that we will be parting with many personal treasurers and praying they will be a legacy to impact generations that follow.

Love reading your blog and reflections! Your Mom and Dad mean so much to Jerry and I. Their Bible teaching and life lessons are so transparent, real human experiences honest expressions of their love for Jesus Christ and each other! Linda Busch,Central Baptist Church,Decatur,AL

What a powerful legacy! Our association with your dad and mom came later in our ministry. We met them not too long before we met you and Todd. Calm, soft spoken, kind, and always listening with full attention, we deeply appreciated their ministry and influence. Having begun the process of downsizing and parting with material possessions, this speaks to my heart in multiple ways. “Long obedience” is a great description as giving my life, heart and soul to the Lord at age 16, daily obedience continues, sometimes difficult but always with complete trust. Thank you.

Thank you for this post, Susan. Your mom and dad had Blane and I over for Indonesian food during ILC training in 1993. Their wisdom and knowledge of the culture of that country and missions in general were evident. It was a blessing getting to know them. What a treasure!

As I read this, with tears in my eyes, I see a much loved father. And, I’m reminded of my own father, not a missionary to foreign lands, but on a mission every day he lived by his witness to those around. He, too, loved our Lord, and he loved teaching the young boys in Sunday School. These fathers have left us with the best examples of how to live and be a Christian! Thank you for sharing these lovely thoughts!

Oh how beautifully you have captured the hearts of your sweet, faithful, loving parents!!
Thank you for sharing these insights of a couple that are real Christ lovers!!
Susette Blackmon
Central Baptist

I am in a Sunday School class with your brother, and I always enjoy when he substitute teaches. What a great tribute to your parents to read about them and see their testimony lived out in their children.

John and I are so thankful we have lived in Decatur with Mom and Dad for the last 16 years. It is a blessing and a privilege that we do not take lightly. Thank you for sharing the wisdom you are still gleaning from their lives.

Susan–was great to read this. Although I don’t know your parents, I certainly know you and your brother John, and I know of the passion for missions and ministry that causes one to move halfway round the world for God. Thanks!

Ken Gore

Your mom and dad made a big impact on Jeannette and my life at the board
We were fellow associates and they were grest friends. We wish your mom r he very best and God’s blessings on his Servant! Please say hi to her from Roger and Jeannette Briggs. She might say a prayer for Jeannettw aa she had a heat attack wek before last.

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