Most Fridays, I join a community of bloggers for Five Minute Friday. One word prompt, five minutes. Unedited. The prompt this week is: Legacy
Legacy can be defined as something which is passed down through from one to another.
More than anything in this life, my desire is to pass on a legacy of faith. Faith in Jesus – in good times, in hard times, at all times.
Each day we choose to trust and obey Him, we are constructing this legacy. We build it from day to day for it to be left behind when we depart from this earth.
“Know therefore that the Lord your God, He is God, the faithful God, who keeps His covenant and His lovingkindness to a thousandth generation with those who love Him and keep His commandments.” (Deuteronomy 7:9, NASB)
Our lives will have supernatural effects lasting not only in this life but in the life to come.
I won’t be on this earth to witness a thousand generations. I am, however, the third generation in our family to walk with God. I have surely reaped the benefits of the prayers, wisdom, and stories of the first two generations.
My parents turned 90 this year and recently celebrated their 70th wedding anniversary.
We sat out on the patio and as the darkness settled on us, we listened to stories of their wedding. Dad brought out their wedding album and as they turned the pages, they reminisced of the people in the images.
We all asked questions about the people, their wedding, and their honeymoon.
Legacy passed on.
Are you the very first in your family to follow Christ?
Or are you, like me, the third?
No matter which spot you fill, as you love and obey Him, you are passing the blessing and the privilege – the legacy – onto the next generation.
One day we will each stand before God. We will see Him in all of His glory and majesty. In the midst of all the tongues, tribes, and nations, I will stand along with each generation in our family who claims the privilege of Jesus as their Savior.
The words of the old hymn are in my head,
“It will be worth it all,
when we see Jesus!”
Photo by Laura Fuhrman on Unsplash
Today I may be joining: Five Minute Friday .
My parents, they were apostates,
or so it seemed to me.
Back and forth through church’s gates,
but ready to make free
with the things they could connive
to bring them greater pleasure.
I realized that to survive
I did not have the leisure
to gently slowly learn the ropes
of faith, I had to make a break
for the hope of hope of hopes,
and keep the road I had to take
upward from the stinking mire
toward what God bade me to aspire.
That’s amazing that your parents celebrated their 70th anniversary – what a great legacy!
What a beautiful legacy, and what a very special time that 70th anniversary celebration must have been.
We have both written about Legacy over the past couple of weeks Joanne. How wonderful that you have three generations of knowing the Lord in your family. And what a precious time with your parents!
I seemed to be the first in my family to give my life to the Lord & now three generatons have accepted Jesus as their Lord & Saviour that have come after me. With my parents the fifth generation & my grandparents the sixth accepting Him after me, just before they left this life.
But I acknowledge that somewhere along the family line there was someone who knew Him & prayed for us down the line, as when I traced our family tree, we come from the original Scottish Clan, who were the first to accept Jesus & become Christians. So God definitely keeps HIs promise to ‘a thousandth generation’. 😊
Blessings, Jennifer
Such a treasure is a hope and faith-filled legacy such as you have received. To God be the glory. Thank you for sharing your story.