I am sitting at the bar in Stargazer cabin looking out the window to the majestic mountains. What an inspiring sight! Bess and I just replaced the double window with an outstanding picture window. It has opened up an incredible expanded view of the mountains, far more than we had envisioned. We are continually finding ourselves overwhelmed with the wonderful expansion. It has opened up a new world!

The Holy Spirit has reminded me of a phrase in an old song…”through the upper window, you will see me standing by.”


In one of my favorite campmeeting messages I close with the story of two brothers. The younger brother had made wrong choices and was a total failure, while his older brother had become a successful executive as the president of a railroad. He decided he would try to help his brother by giving him a job as a ticket taker at the gate of the train depot. His brother told him it would not be an easy job because some people would be rude, abusive and impatient, in a hurry to board the train. The assignment was to keep smiling with every passenger, even with all of the abuse, and say, “ticket please.” The older brother had his office up above the passenger boarding gate and told his brother he would be watching him to make sure he succeeded.


The older brother was right. He watched people as they were abusive and rude to his brother. However, the younger brother would just smile and say, “ticket please,” and look up to his brother at the window. It prompted a passenger to speak to him about what he had been witnessing as people were rushing to board the train. He said, “I have been watching the abuse you are receiving from some people boarding. How do you do it ?” The younger brother said. “See that window up there? That is my older brother’s office. He is the president of this railroad. I have been a total failure with my life, but my brother decided to try to help me to succeed, so he gave me this ticket taker job. He said all I want you to do is keep smiling, and say, ‘ticket please,’ even when people are abusive and rude. I know he is watching me from that window up there. I can not fail to do what he has asked of me because he has rescued my life."


Ladies and gentlemen, there is a window up there. The President of life’s railway to heaven is watching from the upper window to make sure we succeed as we board and ride the Gospel train to Heaven’s railway station. We must keep “looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith.”

 Don’t forget who is looking out the window up there!


Charles Kirby


August 18  

Charles has, for a long time, called me a “city slicker.”  Can a “city slicker” ever become a “country girl”?  What do you think?

Since moving to the mountains, I’m wondering, “What does it take to become a country girl?”

Does moving to small town USA, alias, Cosby, TN, the backdoor entrance to the Great Smoky Mountains, the moonshine capital of the world, qualify me as a country girl?

How about shopping at the Cataloochee grocery store (established in 1927)? 

Cataloochee Grocery Store

Or shopping at Newport Dry Goods store?

Newport Dry Goods Store

Or reading the Newport Plain Talk newspaper, established in 1900! 

Newport Plain Talk Newspaper


Well, I do believe one must have a “moving day”; moving from the past to the present; from the old to the new.  So here’s what I want to tell you.  I’m choosing, moving, and making my way to a “heavenly country,” whose builder and maker is God. Hebrews 11:16.

Hebrews 11:16New King James Version (NKJV)

16 But now they desire a better, that is, a heavenly country. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared a city for them.

The gospel song writer put it this way:

Oh yes I'm moving, moving, moving, moving
Moving up to gloryland
Oh yes I'm moving, moving, moving, moving
Holding to His nail-scarred hands
Don't know when I'm leaving but I'm ready to go
When I get to heaven I'll be welcome I know
Oh yes I'm moving, moving, moving, moving
Moving up to gloryland

Count me country; “Heavenly country,” that is.