I've been writing about what matters the most - knowing and loving God and handing down a heritage of faith to the children we love. This has reminded me of a post I wrote last year - and am sharing again this year.
My father-in-law died a few days ago (last year); his funeral is today. Understandably, this has caused me to think about a couple of things as they relate to my family. First, the legacy of my husband’s dad . . . and his mom who died two years ago. My husband is the most sweet, kind, patient, loving person I have ever known. I am so blessed to be his wife and know he is one of God’s greatest gifts to me. Not only is my husband a wonderful husband, but he is an amazing dad; our two children were blessed with a dad who truly loves them. Plus, he is an incredible Poppa to our three sweet rascal grandsons! Yes, Dave Freeman is all these things, but most importantly, he is someone who loves God with his all! As I think about my husband’s parents, I know they had something to do with who he grew to be. They were both kind, people who loved their family with their all and it shows in their son.
Which brings me to the second thing I’ve been thinking about; passing on a heritage of faith. None of us knows how long we will live on this earth. None of us. But, as we get older, we do know there are fewer days before us than there are behind us. It is likely my children and grandchildren will face the day when I am no longer here. When I’m gone I want them to remember me as someone who loved God with her all and who loved them the same way. I want them to be encouraged to want to know God more, because they know I wanted to know Him more. I want them to be people who are committed to passing their faith to those who come behind them; because it is what they experienced with me.
This is what matters the most, and this week, in particular, I am especially focused on what matters the most.
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