My home is in Heaven. I'm just traveling through this world.
From my earliest recollections of childhood, my heart was drawn toward beauty. I don’t remember not searching for it. In the aggregate, the nearby woods, those fields ripe for harvest, gazing heavenward at a Strawberry Moon in June ... the beauty of God’s creation was always calling me. Inviting me.
What I didn’t know then was that what I was really looking for was Jesus. A personal Savior. A relationship with the all-inviting, irresistible, “altogether lovely One”! His love won my heart. His beauty captivated my soul. The One whose sacrifice on the cross secured a place in heaven for me also invited me into being part of a beautiful story of faith, hope, and love. A life rich with meaning and purpose. His call upon my life – our lives – to go out and share the gospel with others has brought a joy I had not known before.
In addition to searching for beauty in creation, I longed for the opportunity to create some. Much like I have loved setting gorgeous tables, decorating and baking, I wanted this new ministry to be beautiful too. The 10’x10’ booth space I purchased at that very first women’s conference was filled with beautiful things to showcase the cards – and the dream.
Just like the exquisite sterling silver flatware supplied the finishing touch for those Dinners for Eight Mary and I created, the logo-branded, linen covered table in my booth had a dazzling finishing touch as well: a ruby-red pair of sparkle shoes in the Mary Jane style that many girls (and girls-turned-women) have slipped their feet into at some point along life’s journey. They were displayed on an ivory pedestal with a scalloped edge, glistening underneath a crystal clear cloche. Oh love!
I brought them along with me not only because they were beautiful, but because they symbolized something very personal in my faith journey. Time and space won’t allow me to share it here, but it was one of the moments in my life where the Holy Spirit came and ministered to my heart, lavishing the Father’s love upon my life in the midst of some extreme sorrow.
The delight sparked by that very first event was greater than the sale of many card sets. It was the stories women shared with me, nudged by seeing that darling pair of ruby shoes at the center of it all. Who but God?
I’ve always loved hearing the stories of people’s lives, and the ministry of Ruby Buckle has opened up a whole new world of access to them. It is another one of those unexpected joys that have sprung up along the way.
I was born into a generation whose first television set quite possibly was black-and-white only, especially if you lived in rural America like I did. There were no recording devices of any kind, so if you missed the airing of a show or movie, you missed it.
The movie that I recall most vividly was Dorothy’s story, The Wizard of Oz. The Library of Congress reports that it is the most-seen film in movie history! I don’t remember how old I was when I saw it for the very first time, but it captivated my heart. It seems that it aired but once a year, so I waited for it with great expectation. Fortunately, I had the pleasure of seeing it multiple years in a row as a girl.
Dorothy’s ruby shoes got her back to home to Kansas. Mine symbolize the journey of making it to my true home – heaven! They remind me that I keep finding peace in the midst of the storms of life, and that I can be certain of knowing I am loved by God, resting secure in Him.
For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News so that you will be fully prepared.
Ephesians 6:15 NLT