A Fish Story of Life-Changing Proportions









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A Fish Story of Life-Changing Proportions
The saying goes, “If you give a man a fish, he’ll eat for a day. If you teach a man to fish, he’ll eat for a lifetime.”
What if the process went like this … ?
GIVE a man a fish, which can PROVIDE a NEED & SECURITY
TEACH the man how to use a fish, which can SUPPLY INSTRUCTION & KNOWLEDGE
TRAIN the man to fish, which can FOSTER a SKILL & COMPETENCE
EMPOWER that man to give a fish to someone else, which can INSTILL OWNERSHIP & SIGNIFICANCE
Then, how different might our world be?

© 2002, 2010 Kat Kreations – artist/designer/author http://www.katkreations.org


Stella’s Influence


Sometimes one word can so readily describe a person’s life, yet have many avenues by which it does so. While I was reflecting on Stella’s life, the word that kept rising to the surface was “influence.” Part of the word’s definition is “to have an effect on the condition or development of.” Allow me to share some of the key ways through which Stella influenced and had an effect upon my life.



From ages 8 – 12, Stella taught me in Sunday School in the basement of Griffin Christian Church.

When I was 12, I chose to follow Jesus. Her teaching pointed me toward Jesus and encouraged me to make a decision that would guide the rest of my life, impact others through me, and influence my eternity beyond this world.


By age 8, I’d saved up several of the half dollar coins my grandpa had been giving me since Kindergarten for good grades. One Saturday, I went to Stinson’s Hardware and used those coins to buy a basketball hoop and net. Dad mounted them on a shed by our house. The next morning, a Sunday morning, for the first time ever as a child, I skipped Sunday School … and I stayed home to shoot hoops.

Sometime during the week after that, my Sunday School teacher, Stella, gave me a gentle and loving reminder about priorities … I can’t remember missing Sunday School again for the rest of my childhood. Her simple reminder planted a seed in me for influencing how I evaluate what’s most important in this life.


During my 5th grade year, my family moved from the south end of Griffin (by the interstate) to the north end of town, just a few doors west of Stella and Junior. Many times I would ride my bike over to visit Stella, who welcomed me for a chat whenever she had time. Her hospitality was a cherished gift during my pre-teen and teen years.

In reality, the time she offered then actually influenced me as an adult. As I reflected on this piece of Stella’s life, I recalled a season of my life when I lived in a different small town and hosted neighborhood kids at my place too, shining the love of Jesus into their lives as Stella had done with me. Her example had been reproduced in me to influence others many years later.

In my college and adult years, I would occasionally see Stella during times I was back in Griffin. Her consistent message during those times would be that she was proud of me and the person I’d become. I’m thankful that she could know that the Lord used her as an instrument for shaping me to live for the Lord, allowing Him to use me to influence the lives of others.

In the pages of the Bible, the Word of God, that Stella helped me learn to understand and love, there are these words that were penned by Paul to one of his students, Timothy.

“… remain faithful to the things you have been taught. You know they are true, for you know you can trust those who taught you. You have been taught the holy Scriptures from childhood, and they have given you the wisdom to receive the salvation that comes by trusting in Christ Jesus” (2 Timothy 3:14-15).stella3

Stella was one of those who taught me the Scriptures from childhood. She taught not only in the little classroom in the basement at the church building, but also in her kitchen, her living room, her yard, and through her life.

I’m so grateful that Stella poured her life into mine. I’m thankful for her influence that continues to have ripple effects throughout the years.
Because of her life, I know Jesus.
Because I know Jesus, my life has never ever been the same.

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On August 30, 2013, Stella McIntire went Home to Jesus, leaving a legacy of reflecting Him to many, many lives …  read more or click here

God’s Child

Knowing I’m God’s child …
My Daddy is the Greatest One of ALL!
(especially since He created everything else).

My Daddy loves me unconditionally—
no matter how much I mess up.

My Daddy is holy—
that’s why Jesus had to die for my sins.
Jesus’ cross bridged the great divide between my Daddy and me,
so that now I am free to run to Him and sit on His lap,
so He can hold me near His heart.

My Daddy helps me remember… in Christ,
I am completely forgiven;
I am totally accepted;
I am chosen and precious;
I am deeply loved;
I am saved; and
I am absolutely complete in Christ.

Jesus Loves Me mural

©1995 Kat Kreations; Hebrews 8

Incredibly Much

For me, You have suffered, Jesus.
For me, You have died.
For me, You have risen.
For me, You have ascended.
For me, You have prepared a place.
For me, You have provided Your Spirit.
For me, You will return.
For me, You’ve done incredibly much.
May I live my life in gratitude and for Your glory.

©1996 Kat Kreations; Mark 15:22-23

(c)Kat Kreations

(c)Kat Kreations

Give Me a Window

The radio alarm sounds
And out of bed I rise
When the light come on
The mirror is before my eyes

Through the day I often gaze
At my reflection in the glassCopper
More concerned with me
Than with the others who pass

Lord, take away my mirror
Give me a window in its place
Show me the look of need
That haunts another’s face

Give me a window to see through
That’s on an unlatched door
Then when I see the hurt
I can help them more and more

Walking along beside me
Is one with silent pain
Living just next door
A man who lives in vain

Do I turn my selfish eyes
To others all around
Or will I turn my head
Ignoring the weeping sound

Lord, take away my mirror
Give me a window in its place
Show me the look of need
That haunts another’s face

Give me a window to see through
That’s on an unlatched door
Then when I see the hurt
I can help them more and more

(c)1986 Kat Kreations

Workplace Prayer

[‘was digging through some old papers & found this prayer written awhile back … seems rather applicable to most workplace settings]praying

Thank You, Papa God, that You are at work in the lives of EACH person who works where I work and who directs the affairs of where I work.
You will perfect and carry to completion Your work in them.
You will use each person to bring Your will to fruition.
May YOU be magnified in all things—You are Lord of all.
I can trust YOU.
You are so much bigger than everything.
You will show Yourself strong.
Help me to pray for each one, serve them, love them as You love me, expect and trust in Your work in them to continue, just as You work on me.

For those I work with who follow You, their identity is in YOU!
You live in us. We’re to be love wherever we go.

I am crucified with Christ; I live through You, dying to self.
I am free of myself and others can’t control me or make/break my days.
It’s all about You; it’s not about me.
People are not my barometer.
“Forgive them, Father , for they know not what they do”
Help me to manifest Your kind of love throughout today.
Help me to bless and not curse those who irritate or distract.
Love thinks the best of every person.

Guide me in taking every thought captive with the Word.
You love me AND those around me.
You’re perfecting each of us.
You want us to submit to one another.
Today, I acknowledge: I am a daughter of God—not merely a Christian.
Cause Your Word to become flesh in me this day.
Restore my nature back to that of love as You desire and intend.

Jesus, You were beaten, so I could be unbeatable.
Help me to wear Your presence as I go.
Make me righteousness conscious–You’ve made me righteous through Jesus’ death.
Guilt, shame, nor condemnation can’t touch me!
You, God, who are Love, live in each of us. Love never fails.
Those who trust in You will never be disappointed and never be put to shame.
I choose to submit to You and to resist the enemy.
Lord, be magnified!

Bring forth a spirit of unity among us today as we serve You by loving and serving others.
Help me to not be anxious about anything, but to give each thing to You.
I can rest in the finished work of Christ… letting patience have its perfect work, so I’ll not be lacking anything.
I rest with my Shepherd … my Caretaker.
You will do above and beyond whatever I could ask or think.

I am IN Christ—there is no condemnation.
Love covers over a multitude of sins.
You have given me everything I need for life and godliness.
Help me to love others and not see anyone from a worldly standpoint.
Help me live from a position of rest in You.
Be magnified, Lord!

(c) Kat Kreations

You Give Food a Bad Taste

(to the tune of Bon Jovi’s “You Give Love a Bad Name”)chef

A balanced meal is all we ask
You promised nutrition
But we end up with gas
Fat and starch got a hold on me
I gained ten pounds immediately

Oh, Oh, you’ve a loaded bun
Oh, Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Pain in the gut
And you’re to blame
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)
You slap this stuff on my plate
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)

Step in line; make your choice
If it should’ve been dry
Surely now it’s real moist
Don’t wear sweats or tank shirt
In Tony’s place, or your name is dirt

Oh, Oh, you’ve a loaded bun
Oh, Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save us
The damage is done

Pain in the gut
And you’re to blame
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)
You slap this stuff on our plates
You give food a bad taste (bad taste)

Lyrical parody written in “honor” of Tony, the former cafeteria cook, at St. Louis Christian College
© 1986 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell