Carly’s Earthly Assignment written by: Kelly Neville

Deborah Lewis

NC9_0336Jeremiah 1:5 – “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart;”

Carly was set apart for a very special assignment. Her assignment was announced the day she was born and she was introduced into the earthly realm as “Carly Joy Amodeo.” Her assigned task was to bring JOY, so that’s what she did. She ushered in joy daily everywhere she went and freely gave to anyone in need. In seven very short years, Carly was able to touch more lives than many of us touch in decades. She rarely entered a room that she did not light up, and hardly ever occupied a space without transforming the atmosphere. The Holy Spirit that she carried ushered in peace and drove out fear. When she entered the room she made it possible for us to be “present” and to “enjoy the moment,” a very unique gift for those of us who run about fast paced and driven.

Carly was rarely in public when someone wasn’t drawn to her. They were drawn by the goodness and the kindness and the majesty that enveloped her daily. Everyone who met her fell in love with her, how could they not??? Carly was a really great dancer. She was a music lover and a really great singer. She had no particular talent for telling good jokes – but she could always make you laugh and smile. She lived daily surrendered to her assignment…”Carrier of Joy.”

We are so very blessed to have known this wonderful girl. Carly gave as much as she could give to everyone she met. She gave to everyone with all of her might. She will always be cherished in our hearts, and we will carry her always.

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Published by Deborah Lewis

Don't ever give in. Don't ever quit. Don't ever surrender. What gives me the right to say that? Mountains of impossibility that I have walked through: 6 1/2 years of infertility, an adoption that did not go through, two seasons of helping raise other people's children, a miscarriage, paid back every cent of 85K of debt, crisis pregnancy, raising a special needs daughter, the death of that daughter, divorce etc... With every challenge came real wounds, but something else in juxtaposition to the scars: wisdom, and treasure. Real riches found on very broken paths. Some of my closest friends have caught my tears big, wet, snotting up, warm tears, but they have also "seen" the gifts acquired along the way. They have experienced hope in hopeless situations. They have gleaned tenacity in unbearable circumstance. And to be VERY CLEAR this is not because I am strong, very much the opposite. I KNOW how weak I am. Don't give up. Don't give in. Don't surrender. "For we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on You." 2Chron 20:12. My mom would say, "Shoulders back, chest out!" I would add to that, fix your eyes on the only One who declares, "You are more that a conqueror!"

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