Miscellaneous & Sundry,  Musings,  Poetry


My parents headed back to the warmth of the sunny south, and I am here with my grandparents to help with recovery. The goal is to get grandpa well enough to get back home.

The doctors and hospital here are SO much better than down south, and I am grateful this happened where it did. The cardiologist seemed to be able to get the medicines straightened out that’ve been out of whack since the beginning of this year, when the southern doctors started messing around and changing medicine, and he had that near-death reaction.

This hospital had the ability to use contrast die for a test (I forget which one) to be better able to see everything. Normally this die puts him into anaphylatic shock, so he hasn’t had this done for years. The doctors here know how to prevent this through other medicine, and they discovered a minor (if there’s such a thing in the cardiac world!) problem with one of his heart valves. They are attempting to control this with medicine. This should help the amount of blood the heart is able to push through.

And meanwhile I am thirteen-ish hours away from home and fighting off homesickness. I miss my siblings, and my parents. I miss the church we’ve been attending, and meeting with other believers and joining in worship with them. But it is amazing how the Lord has been preparing me for this current chapter of my life — there’s NO way I would have ever agreed to this if I hadn’t lived with my grandparents for months last year =)

Years ago I read what Frances Ridley Havergals’ mother told her on her deathbed, and I have been praying it ever since. She told her, “Ask the Lord to prepare you for all He is preparing for you.” Think about that for a moment — the Lord has prepared for each of us a place in this world, a place where He will use us for His greater glory. A place where we can show others the truth of Christ’s love, be His hands and His feet in this world. But how can you do this unless you have asked him to prepare you for whatever task He has assigned to you?

This is one thing I have been meditating on during my early morning walks around the lake. It is so peaceful and quiet, and I can think so clearly. Another favourite time to think — or talk on the phone to my family — is as the sun is setting, in all it’s gloriously, undescribable colours that wash over the earth. The unnamable hues of pink and purple and blue bring to mind one of my favourite hymns:

This is my Father’s world,
And to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world:
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father’s world,
The birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white,
Declare their maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world:
He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father’s world.
O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong
Seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world:
The battle is not done:
Jesus who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world,
Dreaming, I see His face.
I ope my eyes, and in glad surprise
Cry, The Lord is in this place.
This is my Father’s world,
From the shining courts above,
The Beloved One, His Only Son,
Came—a pledge of deathless love.

This is my Father’s world,
Should my heart be ever sad?
The lord is King—let the heavens ring.
God reigns—let the earth be glad.
This is my Father’s world.
Now closer to Heaven bound,
For dear to God is the earth Christ trod.
No place but is holy ground.

This is my Father’s world.
I walk a desert lone.
In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze
God makes His glory known.
This is my Father’s world,
a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot, it matters not,
My heart is still at home.

This is our Fathers world, if we only open our eyes to the beauty around us.

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I am a 23 year old young lady who is redeemed and saved from my sin only by the grace of God. A bibliophile at heart with a love of history who desires to see the Word of God practically applied to all aspects of our daily lives -- in our homes, in the grocery store, in the political realm. I strive to put my jumbled, chaotic thoughts down onto paper -- reducing them into black and white rows, letters, sentences. Into some semblance of sanity. And I share them here with all of you, where I can challenge you, make you think, and cause you to ask questions. I am the oldest of eleven children living the country life in the deep south.


  • RJ Catlin

    Praise the Lord! I’ll continue praying for you and your family. Homesickness is definitely hard to deal with, but don’t be discouraged. Be thankful and content with where He has you right now.

  • Alex Picard

    I am Kaitlyn’s Grandfather and that alone makes me the a lucky man. Our Lord placed me here on earth for some reason not yet known, he has let me suffer with great pain in an effort to understand the proper path my life is meant to follow. Though I have actually died 5 times I live on moving toward my predetermined destiny with the help of the prayers offered by friends and family and skill of many doctors. But it is Kaitlyn that helps me live without her love and skill I surely would be with the Lord.

  • Bekah

    Continuing to pray. I’m glad your grandfather is doing better. I’m sure you do miss your family a whole lot! I pray that your grandfather is able to make a quick recovery and you’re able to soon be reunited with your family What an amazing attitude you have in this season of life! I know the Lord will bless you for it. I loved the quote you shared about praying that God will prepare us for what He has prepared for us. Love it! <3

  • Liberty

    Kaitlyn, thanks for the update! So good to hear how things are going for you and your grandfather. Prayers will continue. :D

    It’s amazing that you’re still able to write just as encouragingly as ever in times like this. I know you can only do it through the strength and faith God provides.

    I loved seeing the verses of This Is My Father’s World, which is one of my favorite hymns, but I had only heard the first three lines. So cool to sing the other three in my head for the first time! Thank you!


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