Legacy

cliche i know, to write a post on thanksgiving about being thankful, but really i am! it has nothing to do with the little "holiday" that we have celebrated, the many hours spent slaving in the kitchen, all of the food we stuffed our faces with until our pants popped, the family football gatherings, hours spent hunting with buddies, or the time spent searching for black friday deals. thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, possibly because i love fall, family, football, and food, but i think that we should be thankful everyday. its sad that we just make a big deal about it once a year!

this past week a dear friend of mine, Rachel, pointed me to a blog that totally transformed my heart! i HIGHLY recommend reading about Sara, Brady & Chloe, but let me warn you i bawled my eyes out. if you can possibly read their story without tears, then you have a heart like the grinch! i could go on and on... but seeing that the hours i have to sleep are getting less and less by the minute (as Chris is waking well before the crack of dawn to go duck hunting with buddies and the little boys are especially early risers) makes me realize i should just wrap this post up... but not before sharing a bit of my heart that has forever been changed by sweet Sara.

you see Sara has left a legacy... her smile contagious, her heart compassionate, her joy overflowing, and her peace from the ALL Knowing.

a little excerpt from her husband, Brady:

"As stated previously, the pastor at Sara's service encouraged people to not just remember Sara, but to be different because of knowing Sara. I will take it a step farther. Sara was the AMAZING WOMAN that she was because of who Christ was in her. So, don't be different because of knowing Sara, but be different by knowing the Christ that Sara knew."

as for me... i want to leave a legacy... but who would really care if i were in heaven or on earth? of course there are those few family members and dear friends... but other than that, have i left a legacy?

"LEGACY" by Nichole Nordeman

I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy and accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such-n-such...it wouldn't matter much

I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need and 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world

I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy

I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy

Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...

this song was played at Sara's funeral. she has left a legacy. she has already heard "well done my good and faithful one"

will that be me? will that be you? oh i have so much to do. changing my priorities that is... to be called "my good and faithful one"