My name is Katherine Purdy but my friends call me Kathy. Thank you for visiting my blog. It’s nice to meet you!
The most consistent thing in my life has been in knowing the Lord Jesus Christ as my Savior. If there is anything that I would want people to remember about me is that “she walked with the Lord.” Sometimes we stumble and fall but He is always there, picking me up, encouraging me along the way through His Word and giving strength to meet the challenge ahead.
I knew about Him as a child. We celebrated Christmas because it is Jesus’ birthday. My Great Aunt Sylvia used to take me to Sunday school every Sunday morning. I can remember getting ready for Sunday School and Church as my grandparents listened to a Southern Gospel television show called Jubilee. Mom worked and my grandparents stayed home as I ran to get into Aunt Sylvia or “Sylvie’s” car and arrived at the little white steeple Church just as the old-fashioned bell rang out an invitation to join us. It was a cozy, old-fashioned building with a black pot belly stove providing heat. What I remember most about this Church was falling asleep before the preaching again. I can still remember watching Aunt Sylvie tapping her feet to music as her daughter, son-in-law and their two friends sang, “I’ll meet you in the morning by the bright riverside, where all sorrows have drifted away…”
Since I was a quiet, shy child, everyone told me I was “good” and I wanted to believe it. However, at the age of eleven when I remember hearing the Gospel for the first time, I learned that God’s Word says that “there is none that is righteous, no, not one.” Hmm, even me? I didn’t like that at all. Me, a sinner? Next, the evangelist who came to our house at my step-dad’s invitation sent us down the Romans road. “For all (that includes me!) have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” and “The wages of sin is death.” Death? That was scary but I still wouldn’t admit that I am a sinner. He also took us to Ephesians 2:8-9 “For by grace are ye saved through faith; not of yourselves. It is the gift of God; not of works lest any man should boast.” Wow! That one really stuck with me but I was stubborn. Dad Hinchee bowed his head and received Christ as his Savior that night.
For a week, I struggled with the concept that I am not good. That I am a sinner. I may not have murdered or stolen but I harbored bitterness in my heart, I was strong-willed, I had rejected Christ by not receiving Him when I heard the Gospel for the first time. Finally, by the end of the week, I couldn’t bear it any longer. I could practically see Jesus dying on the cross – for my sin! Around 1am, I got out of my bed and bowed on my knees and asked Jesus to forgive me for my sin, receiving Him as my Savior. He changed me completely and He has never failed me yet. I was eleven years old when I became a believer and gave myself completely to Him for full-time Christian service.
The following day when I went to school, I shared this testimony with my friends. My teacher overheard the conversation and said that people have been saying for 2000 years that Jesus is coming again. “Where is he?” I had never heard this but replied that I would find the answer in the Bible. Thus began a life-long desire to search the Scriptures, to study God’s Word and to share it with others. God sent someone to our home to disciple us and we were scripturally baptized. He sent us to a wonderful Church were we were able to grow in the grace and knowledge of the Lord Jesus Christ. He opened the door for me to sing for Him, to teach and mostly, to depend upon Him. He is always faithful!
He didn’t send me to the mission field as I had fully expected, but He has opened so many doors of service for Him. I studied at Piedmont (Baptist) Bible College and cherish the opportunity to sit under great godly teachers there.
I married John Purdy in 1985 and though we were not blessed with children, I still love children and if health permitted, I would still be teaching in some capacity. An inner-ear disorder keeps me home most of the time due to vertigo. The verse, “Be still and know that I am God” is significant to me. It is in the moments when I must focus completely on Him that He has given me the opportunity to write and to pray. In my weakness, He is strong!