Legacy... What is Legacy?
As I was listening last Sunday to my pastor sharing about the history of Kingsview Community Church, about the legacy and the vision they unknowingly passed along to the generations to come; about the torch that WE received from their hands to carry forward in our community, the words from “Hamilton” musical kept coming to mind.
“Legacy, what is a legacy?
It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see
I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me”
Legacy (definition) - something transmitted from the past, inherited, received by will; our memories, our knowledge, our wisdom and our experience that we are proud to testate to those who will come after us.
When I hear this word I always perceive an undertone of pride in it, achievement, fame, success, an attempt to preserve or eternalize one’s self. That until I think about the legacy left behind by Jesus. It was of a very different kind.
“I have revealed your name to the men you gave me out of the world. They belonged to you, and you gave them to me, and they have obeyed your word.”
What was His legacy? His death, His sacrifice, His blood; the seeds of forgiveness left behind for those who would one day receive it. He had revealed the Father's name to those who were given to Him; to those who, in turn, would reveal the Father's name to YOU and ME.
WE ARE God's legacy! I need to pause to let it sink in… It’s not to be taken lightly! How do I feel about being His legacy? How am I doing as His legacy? Do I represent His legacy well? Do I carry well the legacy of the One who gave His life for it?
We are God’s legacy! But we are also the legacy of those who were willing to carry on HIS. We are the legacy of those whose lives brushed against ours even if momentary. We are the legacy of those who continue to walk with us today and of those with whom our path will never cross again. We are the legacy of those who prayed for us, who encouraged us, who poured out their lives into ours. We are the legacy of those who are aware of their impact on our lives but also of those who made their profound impression much as unknowingly and unintentionally.
How well are we carrying the legacy bestowed on us by others?
And then I flip the coin, I turn the tables and throw in a question. If I am a legacy maker, what kind of seeds am I holding in my hand? What kind of plants will sprout in my garden one day? What is MY legacy?