I’d like to share with you a story of how one insignificant young girl influenced nations. She was born in a large city to a lower income family who struggled to make ends meet. After turning down a voice scholarship to The Juilliard School in New York, she eloped at age 16 with Floyd Carroll and moved to Mississippi. A year after their marriage he was in a terrible motorcycle wreck and was in a body cast for almost a year. They moved in with his parents who really were not pleased with the marriage and certainly let Doris know this. It was quite a difficult time in Doris’ life. However, even in these uncomfortable circumstances God was moving and had a plan for Doris. She spent much time with her husband’s grandfather, Bro. Henry McCaleb, who had been a circuit ridding Presbyterian preacher. The time spent with this Godly man so enriched her life with the love of Jesus that she would never be the same. He instilled in her a zeal to reach others for Jesus and even to reach out to other nations.
After his recovery, Doris and Floyd move to their own home and eventually had four daughters. Doris was very active in her local Baptist church and became the music and choir director, but her heart was always drawn to missions. Anytime there were visiting missionaries, Doris invited them to dinner. As these missionaries told stories of their exploits for the Lord, Doris’ heart burned to go. But her circumstances denied her that privilege. After all she was the mother of four young girls and had a family to raise. But as she prayed for missionaries and dreamed about missions she imparted that love and zeal to her children. To her the highest call of the Lord was to be a missionary in a foreign land.
Doris never went to a foreign land. She never went on a mission trip, and as far as I know, she never left the United States.
BUT GOD! He brought missions to her doorstep. A young man from her home town met and married a Japanese girl and brought her home. After meeting her and discovering she did not know Jesus, Doris did not rest until she had secured a Bible in Japanese. She continued to love this young girl into the Kingdom.
And that was not the end of Doris’s influence. Her love of missions was passed on to the next generation and the next generation and the next generation.
As my sisters and I sat and talked about our mom we began to count the nations to which we, our children and our grandchildren have carried the gospel. As of last summer, we counted over ninety nations to which Doris’s generations have gone and the story is not over. This past January Doris’s great grand-daughter, her husband and two year old son left to serve a three year commitment in a war-torn Middle Eastern nation, carrying on Doris’ legacy.
Her circumstances dictated that she stay at home and so she did. From from that tiny little hamlet this very significant woman had a dream and a Great Big God! She knew him intimately and together Doris Carroll left a legacy that only eternity will tell.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! (a little late)
Doris Carroll’s Family