CINDY McCALL: 'Christ Found Me.'
Mrs. Cindy McCall, wife of Mr. Tony McCall (owner of McCall’s Painting), gave this testimony on Wed., Aug. 30, 2023, at Faith Temple, Taylors, SC.
When I was little, about two years of age, — why, I do not know, — I had a tendency, well, let’s just say, I grabbed bobby pins and jabbed them into my ears. My mom was having my brother at the hospital, and it wasn’t good. The results were that my face had paralysis in it.
[“The facial nerve starts in the brain and tracks through a narrow space located inside the ear,” sources say.]
After a while, a church [Woodside Church of God] found out what was going on. I was young, and my family didn’t go to church. The church “took me in.” I still lived with my parents, but this church took me in [carried me to church], and they were really good to me.
Even though I wasn’t raised in the other family’s home, I felt like I was raised in the church with the people. The church took real good care of me.
I grew up in that church, learning all about God. They would faithfully come on Sundays and pick me up in the church bus. These people were just precious, and I grew up in this church, and I’m hoping that God’s light shined in me, too, to the point that my family saw this.
It was just a delight knowing, even though I was just little and in a home where Christ wasn’t, that Christ still found me. And he was so good to me. I look back and I’m so thankful God was with me, — I was little, but he was still with me — and he helped me to grow and to know him.
It was just amazing that these people cared enough to take the time out to be with me, and I was only two — most parents don’t let their children out of the door at two years of age. But this couple took me in. I mean they were just faithfully there every Sunday, picking me up, and I was just a little tiny thing. My mom said that she just didn’t have a concern because they all seemed to care for me so well.
And the church, they spoke in tongues, and my mom said I’d come home, and she thought I was talking baby-talk, and she couldn’t understand it. She would say to me, later on, “You know, you used to talk strange. We never could figure out why you talked strange.”
And to this day, it does make me wonder if it had something to do with the church. I do know that it was God working in me, and I do know through that, and that incidence… My face was messed up pretty bad. You couldn’t even tell for a long time if I was smiling or crying, but these people prayed over me, and God healed me. And my mom said that it just went away. And she said, “I don’t know what’s going on, but your face is fine, and we weren’t expecting that.”
And the doctor said they weren’t expecting it and that they were expecting me to lose my hearing. I’m just a testimony to say “God is good. He is so good.” He took care of me at that age, and when I think of my calling and working with children, I know in my heart that God was with me. Jesus had me by the hand as a child, so now, I do what I can to reach out to children and take them by the hand.
There’s so many out there that need Jesus, that are in homes, and the parents do not go to church. And these kids need Jesus, and I’m just praying with all my heart that somehow, some way, that these kids will find a way into the church… That’s a testimony in itself… that God is that good, that he can watch out for even the little ones and bring them to him when the parents are not even in church.
I grew up, the parents not in church… my family, none of them knew about God. In fact, if anything, I was the one who told them about God [when I was] little, on up. Pray for the children. Tony and I went to see a movie, “Sound of Freedom” [about rescuing children from human trafficking]. It’s unbelievable what children are going through. They’re under attack. And I just pray for the children in this world. As you lay your heads down tonight, say a prayer for the children.
Cindy later added this:
“The church people who helped me when I was little were an elderly man named Mr. Parker and a couple, David and Diane Swafford. If I’m not mistaken, the church pastor’s name was Preacher Dean.
“Tony and I married in 1986 and had 3 biological children: Crystal Renee, Michael Scott (his tiny body is buried at Faith Temple), and April Suzanne. We adopted 3 children: Tony Scott McCall Jr., Danielle Rachael Leigh McCall, and Michael Dustin McCall. We fostered 12 other kids and wanted to continue, but once you adopt, they don’t encourage you to continue fostering.”
Cindy McCall is pictured.
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