A Word to the Faithful

I had an idea for a blog. But, in light of the recent school shooting in Florida it just seemed so trivial. The other day while re-filling our pretty pepper shaker for probably the third or fourth time since being married, I found myself encouraged by my progress as a cook. You see, I’ve never claimed any amount of expertise or even much interest in the culinary arts. I used to joke that I’d learn to cook once I had kids. And then I raised them all the way through to the other end and still didn’t know.

Don’t get me wrong. I cooked. People ate. Nobody died. I just cooked very simply without much concern for seasonings, presentation, or anything that took too long. We also ate out a lot which was a nice luxury, but only served to further delay the beautiful emergence of my inner chef.

By way of full disclosure, this was no secret when Carpenter Husband married me. In fact, to be completely fair, I even worked it into my vows committing to love him “sacrificially, respectfully, romantically, and domestically – including cleaning, laundry, and light cooking.” Yes, I actually used the word “light” right there in my vows. I took no offense to the chuckles that followed from our guests that day. I always figured I got a free pass in the kitchen because girl can write good songs, right?

So, I was going to write about how one can still learn new things even at this age. And how it’s about progress, not perfection. The multiple refills of said pepper shaker was physical evidence of that progress. And that made me feel good about an area that has not been a particular strength for me. And how we should celebrate growth, however incremental it might be. Yay, me, etc.

Anyway, this week I posted a sentiment on Facebook that garnered more likes and shares than normal. The lady who hosts the Bible study I’m in has it in a little frame on her bookshelf. She showed it to us one night and I promptly copied it in my journal.

Because it spoke to me…

God did not call me to be successful. He called me to be faithful.

What does all this have to do with the tragedy in Florida? Joining the throng of so many who have been praying for these suffering families, I found myself thinking, “What can I do? What difference can I possibly make?” And that led to another train of thought…I should be doing more. Contributing more. Making a bigger impact. If only I had a bigger platform, more resources, more gigs, more education. I should have written three books by now and can’t even finish the one I’ve already started. And how many years have I been “working on it” now? (Can anyone say: procrastination?) There’s too many books in the world anyway. Too many artists. Too much noise. Nobody buys music anymore. What’s the point of doing another album anyway. Nobody will hear it. They don’t play my music much anymore. Should I even be doing this? Is it time to do something else? Blah. Blah. Blah.

This was my self-talk, complete with feelings of guilt and insignificance that often follow such an indulgence. On top of that my “problems” are peanuts compared to the families whose lives have just been shattered into a billion gut-wrenching pieces.

And the Lord burdens me once more to pray for all who have lost their babies. For all who are drowning in grief. That God would bring comfort in the midst of devastation.

In the middle of all this, a radio guy who used to spin my tunes back in the day asked if I’d record a video of myself singing “Not With Jesus” from WHAT MATTERS MOST. He’d be sharing his testimony for 300 people at a Food for the Poor event and that song was part of it. In relearning it on the piano this week, I was reminded of the painful places I was walking when I wrote that song. And aware of how much it ministered, not only to me, but to countless others. The song went #1 on Christian radio. I’ve got a plaque in the garage somewhere.

Haven’t had too many #1’s lately, but I can still write a good song. That sure was a good one. Thankful it’ll minister to someone at his event in Florida at the end of the month. He mentioned the shooting was only about five minutes away.

And that gives me motivation to finish a new song I’ve been working on. It’s almost finished. And the phrase keeps coming back to me...God did not call me to be successful. He called me to be faithful…

To the faithful You show yourself faithful…Psalm 18:25
The Lord preserves the faithful…Psalm 31:23
He will not forsake His faithful ones…Psalm 37:28
He guards the lives of His faithful ones…Psalm 97:10
He protects the way of His faithful ones…Proverbs 2:8
A faithful man will be richly blessed…Proverbs 28:20

Thanks for listening. I hope there’s something useful here.

Love to each of you,




6 comments to A Word to the Faithful

  • John hohe

    First of all, cut down on salt! 🙂

    Second, your songs are being shared via YouTube and in CDs being passed along. I hope you will know that songs being used by God to heal and encourage are worth more than a #1 hit. I just passed along two copies of Now I Can Tell to a family whose 12 year old son died.

    Finally your blog leads me to believe your next Kickstarter won’t be a CherI Keaggy Cook book!


    Cheri Reply:

    So glad you were able to share the music with the family you mentioned. Wow. Lord, let it be of comfort to them. Thanks for your encouragement. No cookbooks in the future. Lord willing, some more music though. Rest assured we use way more pepper than salt, although we would like to be salt of the earth…


  • Paul Cronk

    I want to thank you for sharing your heart with us who love your music. Having #1’s are great but reaching people where they are is eternal. I cannot count the number of times I have listened to one of your songs that didn’t speak to my heart when I was going through different situations. I too have been praying for the families that were affected by this latest school shooting. I am praying that those still in the hospitals will see how fragile life is and that someone will share God’s truth with them. Also comfort those who have lost someone dear to them.


    Cheri Reply:

    Yes, Lord, I agree with the prayer of my brother Paul. Comfort and healing and new converts through this tragedy. In Jesus’ Mighty and Merciful Name, amen.


  • Penny

    I thank you for your encouraging words. I have been searching for something that will help me grow my faith. I have been a believer since a child, but haven’t been faithful. I just felt being tugged and didn’t have it in me to be in the Word or even pray. I met you quite a number of years ago 20 or so, for the first time. I had somehow been shown your music and loved it. First Christian artist I ever followed. My sister-in-law had got me tickets for your concert as a surprise. I was so excited. It was in a church about 1 hour from where I lived. You even sang with me. Then about, 10 years ago I was the Pastor’s assistant at my church and contacted you and we had you perform for us. That was an amazing time for me. Our praise band actually sang your song “In Remembrance of Me” at our Communion time. Your music has always lifted me up. Thank you for sharing your music with us. P.S. I still have the picture taken of us at mu church.


    Cheri Reply:

    Ah, Penny. So nice to hear from you. And thanks for sharing your memory. I know it always encourages us as believers when we remember past times in our lives when He has been faithful and blessed in some specific way. Refresh my memory, what was the church and town? Would love to see that picture! Continued grace and peace to you, dear sister. Keep seeking our Jesus and I’ll do the same.


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