"All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field ; the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever." - 1 Peter 1:24 NIV
Never before has this question laid so heavy on my heart - What will I leave the people closest to me or lives I've touched along the way?
My aunt was the strongest person I've ever known. At 82 years of age, she was a successful businesswoman, she gardened, played bridge and loved to cook. With all she knew, she didn't know God. She was too proud to say she needed him. She had a stroke a month before she died and all pride was turned to humility as she lost her independence that kept her from God. Praise God, He reached her before she died but as I looked back upon her life - I questioned my own. What will people remember? What would I leave? As I watched her take her last breath, the money she made and the jewelry she wore - meant nothing. In the end, it's all about our relationship with the Lord.
When our time is up, would we have sown enough word into people's lives? Would we have allowed our Father to Love us so we could love others and bring them to salvation ( rescue, safety/protection - physical and moral, deliverance and healing)?
. . . What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while then vanishes. - James 4:14 NIV
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