I guess most times when you think of legacy, of inheritance, you think of the financial – the bank account, the house. Certainly the dictionary defines it as that. Perhaps you think of the personal items, the sentimental treasures that help you keep the memories of the person who died.
It is seven years today that my Grandmother died. For me though, I think, her passing is measured more by the two babies I have had since then. Two babies that have missed out on being wrapped in her arms in one of her all embracing hugs.
And to me, her legacy is so much more intangible than what a dictionary confines it to. Her authentic and unwavering faith has left an indelible mark on our family. Who could forget her commitment to praying for the family, kneeling beside her at communion, seeing the worn Bible beside her chair. She had a sincere faith and walked in reality with Christ everyday of which we were privileged to witness.
Paul says in 2 Timothy 1:5, “I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also.”
In this verse is the only time grandmother is mentioned in the Bible and it speaks of her sincere faith. To which I can say yes that’s my grandmother, that is my mother too. And I can only hope that the faith that I saw in my grandmother, that I see in my mother, is seen in me too.
So today, I thank my grandmother for her priceless legacy.