Several weeks ago, God laid the word “legacy” on my heart in a moment of self-pity and despair when I was missing my mom. The word consumed my thoughts and I felt nudged to look at it more deeply. I began the process with my post here at The Weekend Brew two weeks ago-The Gift of Legacy – but as with all words, there are times when more needs to be said and questions need to be answered.
I challenged our Weekend Brew readers with several questions at the end of my post and one that stood out is, “Are we willing to live God’s Word in our lives and leave a legacy of God’s story woven with ours?” This fits in perfectly with my One Word for 2015, which is “Shine”.
I have lived many of my fifty-something years following the status quo especially when it comes to church. I have always done everything by the book — church on Sunday, praying when needed and when it was called for, and getting involved in the appropriate church activities.
God asks for so much more. My legacy – my God story – has grown considerably since I let two teenage boys, my sons, challenge me to think outside the four walls of my church. Their story has been woven with my story, not only by the blood of family, but by sharing the blood of Jesus with me. This was in 2006. Since then, my story – my legacy – has changed considerably.
My woven story of grace began not only when I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior, but when I let Him enter my heart. My two sons are part of my legacy – my God story – that has evolved into a love story where a God who is so good embraced me. He adores weaving His story with ours and cherishes a deeper relationship with us. I have been blessed to accept God and make Him part of the legacy that I hope will touch those that I love as well as those whom I still have the chance to love.
You see, each part of our story is woven with God’s grace and becomes His story of how He is working in us and through us. The final chapter of my legacy continues to unfold, but it has been changed by the prompting of my two sons who taught me that God is more than a building and weekly rituals.
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We each have important, God-ordained pieces to our legacy to share, which are God-breathed and woven by His hands. Our story can change when we allow God to become part of who we are and let His word word breathe life into us.
God’s promises whispered their way into my heart and sounded like this:
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well. (Psalm 139:13-14)
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. (Romans 8:28)
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11)
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. (2 Corinthians 12:9)
His words are like love notes of grace left for us to find exactly when we need them. Will you find your love notes today? Will you allow God’s word to become part of your story and then share it with others?
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