Today is my birthday. Don’t worry. If you forgot to send me a gift or leave a cute little message on my facebook page, I’ve already forgiven you. Just don’t expect me to remember you on your birthday!
In case you are wondering, I turned the big three five. Maybe it’s an age thing, but with each passing year I really contemplate what legacy I’ll leave to my family, friends, church, and those who know me best. Since a very young age I have prayed that God would allow me to leave a mark on this world, great or small. Even though I cannot say that I have prayed this every single day of my life, it is the prayer of my heart. This past week I had the unfortunate opportunity to attend the funeral for a very young man (45 years old) who had given more than a decade of his life to take the message of hope to a group of people in Canada. As I listened to others speak about his life, I was pretty certain that the man who passed away had no idea about the far-reaching legacy he had left.
In that moment, I realized that it is often in death that our true legacy is discovered.
What will people say at your funeral?
