“Freely you have received;
freely give.”// Yeshua (Matthew 10:8b)
There is one truth ringing in my head this week.
That I am so
small.
I am a blip in the generations of my family.
My great grandkids won’t remember my name.
But they’ll remember the legacy I leave.
The character I instill through the character I demonstrate.
They’re inherit the character I’ve chosen to inherit.
They’ll inherit the love I’ve chosen to receive.
They’ll remember not my name, nor my personality, nor my appearance,
But the love I demonstrated through whatever means were given to me.
I’m not in this to get the credit.
I know to much to be able to pretend I’m here just to succeed enough to feel good about myself —
to satiate some
personal hunger
until I die the death
that makes me hunger no more.
We all crave, but for what?
What does it amount to,
four generations from now?
A thousand?
It’s Memorial Day.
I am so
small,
and I haven’t enough honor or life
in myself
to pay back what pioneers and soldiers have won
for nations.
These men and women,
they knew something.
They knew that life is about paying forward what someone could never pay back.
This, friends, is why we don’t have to take justice into our own hands:
“He also said to the one who had invited Him,
“When you give a lunch or a dinner,
don’t invite your friends,
your brothers,
your relatives,
or your rich neighbors,
because they might invite you back,
and you would be repaid.On the contrary,
when you host a banquet,
invite those who are poor,
maimed,
lame,
or blind.And you will be blessed,
because they cannot repay you;
for you will be repaid at the resurrection
of the righteous.”// Yeshua (Luke 14:12-14)
There is life beyond life.
And for that reason,
and that reason ONLY,
can we live a life
for a life
beyond our own
freely.
We can leave a legacy.
“My friend, consider it an investment. And if you need more,
I’ll give, give, give,
until there’s nothing left,
I’ll give.”
