The most rewarding thing about being blessed to write a column is the phone calls and letters I get from some of the people I write about. It is always very humbling to hear from such wonderful people. Our little corner of the world is full of good people.
Rebecca Johnston called me a couple of weeks ago and told me a lady named Linda Jordan from Ball Ground wanted me to call her. Mrs. Jordan is the mother of Kali Shay Dobson, whom I wrote about after she lost her life on her wedding day.
I had to wait a few minutes to collect my thoughts before I called her. Like I said in the column about her daughter, I didn’t know this family but I thought it was a story that needed to be told. It needed to be told not from a news perspective, but from the human side of the story.
So I dialed the phone and a sweet lady answered. I told her who I was and asked if I was speaking with Linda Jordan. She said yes. The conversation that followed is why I continue to try and write a column every week. There are times it has allowed me to reconnect with old friends. There are other times it connects me with new friends I might have never known.
Mrs. Jordan wanted to tell me she and her family enjoyed reading the column about their beloved daughter. She told me she wished I could have known her. I wished that too.
I told Mrs. Jordan that although there was no way I could know how she was feeling, I felt sure she was devastated. Then Mrs. Jordan said something to me that reminded me of how good God is to us all when we let him.
She said that although she and her family were in mourning, they were also giving thanks to God for Kali’s wonderful life. She told me to think about it. She said Kali got to experience the wedding she had always dreamed of on the same day she got to meet Jesus.
It was pretty close to this point that I believe she and I teared up during this conversation. She went on to tell me about how Kali had been saved and gave her heart to God.
It was no secret that Kali was a talented young lady who sang country music. But Mrs. Jordan told me gospel music was Kali’s favorite kind of music. She said Kali may have played and sang country music, but she listened to gospel music every day to and from work.
Before we hung up, Mrs. Jordan went on to tell me that she loved her son-in-law of only a few hours, Ryan, like he was her own son. It was her prayer that his life be filled with nothing but happiness.
Linda and Danny “Doodle” Jordan had experienced the worst of the worst. But instead of looking at their situation with hate and negativity, they simply gave God the glory for the time they did have with their daughter. But they didn’t just praise God for her life; they also praised him through her death.
Many people often ask how others can endure tragedy. I have done the same. But after being blessed to have had a conversation with Mrs. Jordan, I felt sure that her comfort was in knowing God and believing in his promises.
This is only one example of why I keep writing. There have been others who have called or written to say, “Thank you for telling our story.” It is the most humbling thing that can happen to anyone who tries their hand at writing. It lets us know that our columns are more than words on a paper.
In my case, it is a way to give thanks to wonderful people who have done some wonderful things they will never win an award for.
Mrs. Jordan, I want to thank you for reminding this Christian to give God thanks for everything.
Chris Collett is a lifelong resident of Cherokee County.