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IBC Women’s Ministry Blog – April 24, 2020

IBC Women’s Ministry Blog – April 24, 2020

Why was Mrs. Beasley still in my attic?

By Jodie Montgomery


Since I’m home 24/7, I’m doing a pandemic purge. This isn’t bulimic. I’m cleaning out my storage areas; closet and attic. 

I am not a hoarder… with the exception of Christmas décor. I used to have three boxes of my childhood in the little attic over our garage. I reduced those three boxes to one big Rubbermaid storage bin about four years ago. Out of all my childhood collections (spoons, ceramic angels, my Grandma Burns’ handmade bunnies, dolls…), I had kept Mrs. Beasley. 

Mrs. Beasley was my childhood doll. Mrs. Beasley was known for being Buffy’s doll, on Family Affair. My Mrs. Beasley was in shambles, not one that could be sold for hundreds as a collectible today. My Mrs. Beasley had survived our home being on fire in Bloomfield, Iowa when my dad was in Viet Nam. The fire occurred at Christmas. Mrs. Beasley was singed, her glasses lost, and a little heat tarnished, but she represented to me firemen risking their lives to save a little girl’s beloved toy and neighbors that housed us as we watched our home burn. I held on to Mrs. Beasley and those memories.

I remember the neighbors creating a new Christmas for our family. I remember my mom’s brave smiles and our thankfulness in all of us making it out of the fire (one little woman getting three little ones out from the smoke prior to smoke detectors). I remember sharing this exciting deliverance with my two brothers, Jim and Jeff. Mrs. Beasley survived with us.

I realize now that even though Mrs. Beasley’s physical presence has accompanied me in Iowa, Oklahoma, Missouri, North Carolina, Maryland, Texas and now Florida. I no longer need her beaten up material existence. The realization of past blessings is sufficient to remind me of the frailty of life and God’s sovereign care. I am in another place and good neighbors abound. Two are currently making facemasks for our ministry addressing medical professionals’ requests for facemasks. My brave mom is still helping rescue people at her surgery center and clinic work (she will laugh at being called brave). My husband knows the story of Mrs. Beasley. Mrs. Beasley can rest in peace. I survived childhood and found joy in being God’s child.

Romans 8:16-18 The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, heirs also, heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him so that we may also be glorified with Him. For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us.