P.J’s, Purgatory, and a Christmas Miracle

Dear Reader:

What a mixed bag of emotions Thursday was…blustery, rainy weather…an oncology appointment…and then everything changed!

The photos above were actually taken in the morning (Friday morning)…not at night… because yesterday everyone was having a P.J. Christmas party at school…from Jake’s pre-school, to Eva Cate’s second grade class to Mandy’s Buist Academy. Fun, fun, fun!

John had picked me up from my oncology appointment Thursday so I could spend the night with them and then he planned to get me to my foot wound appointment in Mt. Pleasant Friday. After all that he then was bringing me back to Summerville. *(And I didn’t even get to wear p.j.’s to my appointment.)

However things didn’t go as planned…they went as God planned. (Which is always better!)

After feeling like I have been stuck in some type of inside ‘recliner purgatory’ coupled with an outside ‘no wheels purgatory’… everything finally broke loose. John found an amazing deal on a relatively small SUV (used with a few thousand miles…but not much… and still a 2018) which we went to look at in all the blustery, rainy weather after my oncology appointment.

Everything fell into place so easily…I knew God was directing this whole scene from start to stop. A wonderful young salesman greeted us, we asked about the car, he checked to see if it was still there and it was…I test drove it around a neighborhood during a break from the rain…loved it…great price…exactly what I could afford and more…***The children had all pooled together to provide a down payment against the total car price for my Christmas present.

I was speechless…but not tear-less…the biggest surprise of my life! I love you all so much…or as Tiny Tim said…“God bless you…every one!”

So yesterday John didn’t need to take me to my foot surgeon appointment or drive me home because I drove myself!!!!! “Thank you God, Amen!” 

(I was so happy I didn’t even mind getting stuck on I-526 for over an hour when the fierce winds blew a trailer off the top of a truck Friday…blocking traffic for miles and miles. *I knew my car wouldn’t die out on me like the Vue would have done having to idle that long…so I listened to the Christmas music channel and just happily sang along.)

This is probably the closest I have come to a Christmas miracle…I am still reeling from the newly conceived conviction that …“I am a car owner again.” Thursday night I kept jumping up to see if the car was still in John’s driveway…or was I just dreaming and wishing?

So until tomorrow...”Miracles come in moments…be ready and willing.” (Wayne Dryer)

I was ready and I was willing to acknowledge the true Master behind the plan to get me “wheels” once again and break me out of my earlier, restricted daily life. Now it’s my turn to help others! Pay it forward time.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

*Our wonderful reader, Ambika, sent me this quote concerning the blog post about Brooks Moore and the two yellow #2 pencils he received from a student his first year teaching. It is perfect!

Mother Teresa,  I’m a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending love letters to the world…”

*A special shout-out to my favorite son-in-law John who found this wonderful deal on the car… that just happened to have my name on it…a Christmas present from God and family!



Celebration is an attentive and gracious joy of presence. When you celebrate, you are taking time to recognize, to open your eyes and behold in your life the quiet miracles and gifts that seek no attention; yet each day they nourish, shelter, and animate your life. The art of belonging in, with, and to your self is what gives life and light to your presence; it brings a radiance to your countenance and a poise to your carriage. When your heart is content, your life can always find the path inwards to this deep stillness in you.

*Today is my mother’s birthday! I love you mom and I strive each day to be more like you…a woman with the strongest faith I have ever known. I miss you.

Lori Hollister simply must be nominated for Grandmother of the Year…she is truly amazing! Yesterday she picked up her granddaughter Lily from school, along with two friends…(Eva Cate being one) and took them (no less) for a spend-the-night at the Belmond Charleston Place.

She had baggies of fun items for them (including elf hats); they could go swimming in the indoor pool and just be little bouncy girls for a night out on the town. What a way to start the Christmas holidays!



About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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10 Responses to P.J’s, Purgatory, and a Christmas Miracle

  1. Cynthia Ashley says:

    So glad you finally have wheels Becky! Merry Christmas and on to a great New Year for you and your family. And Happy Birthday to your mom. I miss mine too.


    • Becky Dingle says:

      Thank you Cindy…I finally feel like my life is slowly returning…but I also appreciate everything you and so many people did to keep my indoor stay a happy experience …particularly seeing people I hadn’t been able to see in awhile.


  2. Sis Kinney says:

    Good morning, Becky!
    Your new wheels look fantastic and what a blessing indeed! How wonderful that your children did that for you! I know you are ecstatic about finally being able to drive again!
    And what a wonderfully memory-making treat for those little girls to go downtown in a “fancy” hotel and spend the night! What a wonderful idea that grandmother had!
    Have a blessed day and a wonderfully memorable Christmas yourself!
    Much love,


    • Becky Dingle says:

      You too Sis…what a fantastic family you are surrounded with not only this Christmas but every day of the year. Christmas blessings to you and all…and one day we will meet…I think that should be our goal for 2019…don’t you? Merry Christmas!


  3. bcparkison says:

    Oh I am so proud for you and the way it all happened is just Gods perfect way of doing things. Your New Year has already started.


  4. ambikasur says:

    Hi Becky .. congratulations for the new car .. God indeed is a miracle worker… That too as a Christmas present… Wonderful!!


    • Becky Dingle says:

      My foot is healing and a new car…a new life with more adventures to come…I reckon God isn’t through with me yet…and I am so glad…because of the places I want to go and people I want to meet. Merry Christmas Ambika!


  5. Pam says:

    What a wonderful Christmas surprise! You are so blessed with such thoughtful children & their spouses, too! I think you need a name for your beautiful new car. Maybe have a “car naming” contest.


    • Becky Dingle says:

      Cute idea…since it is silver…one name crossed my mind…especially with everything that has been going on in my life…”The Silver Survivor.”


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