I was 6 years old when I asked Jesus to come into my heart. I know that seems really young, but I had a momma that had been teaching me about Him since wee little. When I started having questions she quickly directed me to the word and explained things. When the Holy Spirit started tugging on my heart...she was there to guide the way. When people talk about their testimony usually it involves a life of sin...going the completely wrong direction and then a wake-up moment. Mine wasn't like that. I feel like I was born into the family.
I'm forever grateful that I had a great grandma, grandma and momma that were Godly women. Whether they prayed over my life directly or not...their walk with the Lord was sowing into my future...a covering of sorts. Our pastor talked about "storing up" on Sunday. When I think of storing up I remember that scripture that says, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal." Matthew 6:18-20.
Our pastor wasn't talking about storing up earthly possessions, he was referring to a storing up of future generations. We store up when we cover our kids with prayer. We store up when our lives, because of our faith walk, have that trickle down effect of mercy and grace. It's passed down from generation to generation.
He talked about David. That for generations after David had died God kept sparing his descendants. There was favor on them, not because of what their lives were showing, but what David had stored up for them with his own life.
I want nothing more than for my own family to have a destiny full of favor from the Lord. I want them to not be able to run from His love. I want goodness, mercy and grace to chase them down the streets. I want them to be used in a powerful way. I want them to have both feet firmly planted...not one foot in, one foot out. I want a covering to keep them all the days of their lives, and that they would never stray.
I want their lives to be full of fruit. That they would be giant killers...Champions for God. That's all;) I want to carry on that legacy from my family tree, and for them to do the same with their children one day.
Maybe you didn't have that Godly family tree. Maybe there was no one covering for you or standing in the gap. It's never too late to start a new tree. To store up for the future. I'm trying with all my might not to get caught up in the fleeting here and now. Oh to be able to keep my eye on the prize...
Have a blessed day.
586. an annointed pastor
587. antibiotics for my little
588. Godly role models
589. strawberry shortcake