I’ve been getting a lot of wonderful feedback from my posts. To say that it’s overwhelming, well, it would be an understatement. I don’t know how to take all these compliments gracefully in the moment. I never really know what to say.
It’s not the fact that I’m at a loss for words, but more so that I have too many words to say in that moment. So, I thought I would take a minute to say those words (and perhaps take the easy way out the next time someone says something to me, and just refer them to this post).
The entire reason that I am able to say the things that I say, to react to my circumstances as gracefully as I can, to show the perspective of life that I have, is because of the legacy that has been given to me by God through the men and women in my life.
It starts, of course, with my parents. I remember all throughout my childhood, around bedtime, I would see my dad pouring over his Bible with the black leather cover. I remember the conversations I would have with my mom about life, and how God always seemed to be in the center of each of those conversations. My dad taught me to stand up for what I believe in, and to build those beliefs on a foundation of knowledge and understanding in God. My mom taught me to always look for the God connection in my relationships with other people, and know that I’m representing Christ in my words and actions. My parents gave up their free time to support the church and do mission work in India, Panama, and for several years in Jamaica. They taught me the importance of spreading the gospel.
There’s my extended family of aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents and great grandparents who have God as the center of their lives. Their example has inspired me to always keep God in the forefront of my life and to believe in the power of prayer.
Then, there was the first church family that I can remember – Hickory Knoll Church of Christ. I still to this day consider those people as part of my family. I learned from them about love and acceptance, trust and obedience. I fell in love with hymns in that church. I learned about the Bible, memorizing the books and verses. When I went back for a visit on our first anniversary, it felt like I had never left. I am so proud of that church and everything it signifies in its community. They truly taught me what it means to be part of a church family.
Of course, there were other churches that helped me along my spiritual path – Macland Road, Burnt Hickory, Downtown, Highway. Of course, when Michael and I moved here and we became a part of Greenville Oaks. That’s when I received a lot more clarity on my life as it relates to the Kingdom. I learned that I was placing my value and security in things that are temporary, and started on a path to begin placing my value and security in the permanence of God. It affects every part of my life – how I am as a wife, daughter, friend, woman, blogger, and Christian.
So, when you read the words on my blog, know that they are mere echoes of the legacy of people throughout my life that have brought me to this point. It doesn’t feel right to take the credit for what all these others have done for me. So, I just want to say thank you. Without your love, acceptance and guidance, I would not be where I am. I know that God has worked through each one of you to help me along this journey. I praise and thank God every time I think of you. You are all such incredible blessings to me.