I’m part of a church established more than a hundred years ago. Folks long dead had the faith to buy the property and build a house of worship. I’ve listened to sermons, vacuumed the sanctuary, taught Bible lessons and served on committees with nary a thankful thought of the people who came before me.
Perhaps, from their home in heaven, they see us and give thanks.
Hebrews 12:1 (NIV)
… we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses …
We’re witnesses to their legacy of faithful service. Let’s carry on their work with grateful hearts.
Good morning, Lord. I reap blessings from the efforts of believers who came before me — in my church, in my family, in my nation. Forgive me for overlooking their work. May I live in such a way that future generations will be blessed by the legacy of faith I leave behind.
