Hi Friends! Hope you are all staying cozy and warm this week!
A few weeks ago something was said to me and I’m sure the person that said it, did not realize how much those words meant to me. I was at our children’s school volunteering for the day and was outside at recess time playing with our little daughter. The bell rang and as we walked up to the door, amongst almost 600 children, there was our young son, waiting at the door to say bye to Mommy. I bent down to kiss him and I told him I loved him and the teacher standing holding the door, smiled at us and said “I hope he knows how lucky he is”.
That comment brought a smile to my face instantly. My first thought was, “No, I’m the one that is lucky, or more accurately, blessed.” I assume this teacher was thinking, what a lucky little boy he is to have a Mommy love him like that. And as I went home to a quiet house that afternoon, I pondered the question… what legacy am I leaving for these two little ones that we have been trusted with to raise? There are certain things we want them to grow up knowing and as I placed that little kiss on his sweet face, it was my way of showing him how precious he is to me.
I then began thinking of my own Mom. Her childhood was nothing like mine, or the one we are giving our children right now. Hers was difficult and I often feel very sad she was robbed of a happy carefree childhood. However, I am so thankful she didn’t follow in the footsteps her parents did, but showed me and my sisters all the love of a caring and loving mom. Whether it was in the boundaries her and Dad set, the clothes she made us, or the countless other things she did, I knew I was loved. She left many lasting impressions that I will treasure forever. So, now it’s my turn to leave impressions for our own little ones…. to show them in the big things and in the little things, that they are loved. I love the lyrics of this song and would love to share it with you. Here it is, beginning at the second verse.
Time has passed so quickly, now our turn has come.
We’re building our legacy, to leave these little ones.
It’s time spent together, ’round the old fireplace.
Playing games, praying together, and seeking His face.
Chorus:
She passed down our legacy, that keeps marching on.
Through her children and their children, through their message and their song.
She told us of Jesus and showed us His love everyday.
As she followed the Master, in her own simple way.
Now everyday you’re building a legacy, did you know?
It’s something that will follow you, but must be built before you go.
Will your children spend your treasures, on things that will not last?
Or will you leave them a legacy, that they too can pass?
Until next time,
Love, Kendra
Linking up to:
Grace at Home http://www.impartinggrace.com/2014/02/grace-at-home-no-95.html
Sunlit Sunday http://mylittlehomeandgarden.blogspot.ca/2014/03/sunlit-sunday-season-3-week-8.html