Hello my dears! I love you!
I’ve been feeling gleeful this week, it’s simply been so sweetie. Today I got to visit my grandparents and I was reminded of why I love them so much. There’s something to be said about the class of conversations one has with their grandparents - their outlook on life is unique and they help you get your head on straight. Great stuff. Go visit your grandparents sometime soon, they’re the best.
But yeah, they reminded me of this poem and what I love so much about the concept of a legacy. Something I think about often. Good stuff. Anyways. Here’s the poem.
LEGACY.
A word so small, yet with eternal significance.Â
As a Disciple of Christ,
As a Member of His church,Â
As a Daughter of God, the Eternal Father,Â
As a descendent of Edwin Whiting, Alvin Stewart and Maren Andersdatter,ÂI bear their legacy.Â
Their example, their names, their faith, and their eternal identity, flow through my blood and infuse my soul with divine purpose.Â
I am not alone in this life.ÂAnd neither are you.Â
Eternities stretch behind us, and millions cheer us on from the heavens, ecstatic that we are carrying on their legacy.ÂI feel their trust.Â
I feel their love.Â
I feel their support.Â
And I hope you do too :)Now, let's flip the narrative.Â
We are the beginning of a new generation.Â
We are at the central point of our eternal destiny.Â
Eternities stretch before us, with limitless possibilities.ÂPossibilities for good or for evil.Â
Every action made,Â
Every prayer offered,Â
Every word uttered,Â
affects those eternities stretching beyond me.ÂThe same is the case with you :)
What are you doing to live up to your legacy?
And what are you doing to make your legacy worth living up to?
You already know it - I hope and pray that you have the best week and know that I care about you.
Live laugh love.
Anj
I love your insight on life.