Trudy Cathy White on Building A Foundation of Faith

In her new book, Climb Every Mountain: Finding God Faithful in the Journey of Life Trudy Cathy White — the only daughter of Chick-fil-A Founder, S. Truett Cathy — opens up about growing up with a strong foundation of faith, and how to foster that in our own children.

I grew up on a farm. I have such vivid memories of my brothers and me running and playing outside while my mother tended to her flower beds in the yard. Every now and then, Mother would call me over and ask me to “help.” Even at a young age, I knew helping my mother with the flowers meant that she wanted to teach me something—and most of the time I was willing to listen.

She had such a wonderful way of making deep truths come alive. Once, as she carefully tilled and fertilized the ground, I asked her why she couldn’t just dig a hole and drop in the seeds. She looked up and said, “Trudy, just as a building will crumble without a good foundation, a plant will wither and die without fertile soil. We can plant the seeds, water them, and fuss over them, but if they aren’t planted in fertile ground, they’ll never grow big and strong.” She explained that a tree can only stand tall when it’s able to put its roots deeply in the ground and draw vital nutrients from the earth below.

Looking back, I now realize that Mother wasn’t just teaching me about gardening; she was preparing me to one day raise my own children.

In the 13th chapter of Matthew’s gospel, Jesus tells a parable about a man planting seeds. Some fell by the wayside and were devoured by birds. Some fell into stony places where roots could not grow, so they withered away in the heat of the sun. Some fell among thorns and were choked before they could grow. None of those was a good outcome. However, some of the seeds landed in fertile soil where they grew strong and produced an abundant crop. Like those seeds, a productive life requires strong roots that grow deep into the fertile soil—the fertile soil of faith.

Psalm 1:1–3 highlights the difference between a rootless life and a life deeply rooted in faith:

Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of the sinner, nor sits in the seat of the scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law, he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. (ESV)

In the book of John, Jesus explains this principle even further:

Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me. I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. (John 15:4–5, NKJV)

To abide means to dwell or reside. When we are born again, our home is Christ, and through Him, the kingdom of God. We are actually joined to Christ in a supernatural way, as Acts 17:28 explains, “in Him we live and move and have our being” (NKJV). He is one with the Father and we are one with Christ. By planting our faith in Jesus, we are literally rooting our lives in the very power and security of Almighty God. There can be no stronger foundation, no ground more fertile than this.

And yet, how often do we see parents—even Christian parents—putting their faith in other forms of security? People try to provide stability for their children by focusing on things—a big house, plenty of activities, trips, cars, gadgets, and so on. The list of material things masquerading as security is endless. But security is not about where you live or how you live; security is about for whom you live.

I saw this played out in a dramatic fashion when I was in high school. I had the opportunity to study for a time in Paris. Most of the students who accompanied me overseas had wealthy parents and living so closely with them during this time allowed me to see their values in an up-close and personal way. I was shocked and saddened by what I saw. The lives of many students seemed to revolve around money and possessions. As a result, their lifestyle choices challenged me. I felt pressured to “go with the flow” and follow them into some really bad decisions. After all, an entire ocean separated me from my family; they’d have no idea what I was doing.

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