Category: Matthew

  • A Decaying Legacy

    Our true legacy is in Christ

    old pier posts on Fraser River - a legacy of times gobe by. Where is your legacy?

    There isn’t much left of this old pier on the Fraser River. A few  nearly rotted-out pilings mark the spot where it once stood. What was its story?

    Was it used to moor small craft? For logging? Fisheries? All are possibilities along this stretch of the river. It once served a purpose, but now it sits largely forgotten and will eventually decay, slowly rotting away until nothing remains to show it was ever there.

    Places like these, along with old abandoned buildings, capture my imagination. I wonder what their story was, and long to hear the tales they could tell if they could speak.

    Alas, they remain silent, unable to share their history and legacy. As I pondered the ruins, I wondered what my legacy would be. How will I be remembered? It’s a natural question.

    Few of us leave a legacy that lasts more than a couple of generations. Of all the billions of people who have ever lived, relatively few have left behind a mark remembered more than two or three generations. Even most of those faded into obscurity over the long haul. 

    Wealthy individuals spend fortunes to ensure their names live on in hospitals, libraries, and sports stadiums. Yet those things are eventually replaced, renamed, or fall into ruins.

    While it would be nice, in a way, to leave a legacy here on earth that lasts forever, it’s not going to happen.

    I hope that the legacy of my life results in a few words from Jesus when I arrive in glory.

    In Matthew’s gospel, Jesus tells a parable about a master who entrusts some currency to some servants. Two of the servants are faithful to invest it well, but the third does not.

    To the servants who were faithful, Jesus says, 

    His master said to him, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a little; I will set you over much. Enter into the joy of your master.’ Mathew 25:21 ESV

    I long to hear those words. In truth, I haven’t always been faithful, and the times I have been, it was only with this help. Still, I long to please the one who died to save me.

    My performance won’t impact my salvation. We are saved by grace, through faith in His finished work. Yet He loved me enough to die for me, how else can I show my gratitude?

    I pray that your legacy is to hear the Lord say, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”

    Be blessed

    Hallelu Yah / Praise God 

    Kevin

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  • First Day – Remembrances and anticipation

    blurry image of my first day of school c1963

    This is far from the clearest photo in the world, but here I am, ready for my first day of school. Yes, they had schools and even cameras back then. My mother took it out of the apartment building window.

    I’m looking pretty dapper in my little uniform and carrying my lunch bag. My companion was a slightly older friend who lived in the same building and attended the same school, but I don’t recall her name. I remember her nickname, but it wasn’t flattering.

    The school was on a military base in Germany, where my father was posted during his career in the Canadian Armed Forces. I have a few school memories but don’t remember the first day. I suspect that I was terrified.

    I might have been nervous about going to school for the first time, but the truth is I love learning. Other than a few years in high school, I have loved school. I have been upgrading my education since leaving high school.

    I love the first day of school. You get all new supplies, new classes, and meet new people. You also get exciting new syllabi (or syllabuses, if you prefer) to read. Yes, I read them because they tell you much about what to expect and are quite helpful.

    Even when I am not in school, I love to learn. I suppose I am a bit of a geek. When the instructor asked a question, I was often the annoying student who jumped up and down and said, “I know, I know.” I didn’t do that to show off. I wanted to share what I had learned, and my high school friends may never have seen that side of me.

    Every day is an opportunity to learn with the Lord. Our first day is the day of our conversion. We are born again and given a fresh start. We are babies in the faith.

    From there, every day is the next first day in our journey with the Lord, which will last forever—a new day to experience His mercy and learn about Him.

    The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:22-23 ESV

    A new day to walk afresh with Him.

    Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. Psalm 1:1-2 ESV

    I confess that I look forward to the most incredible first day of them all, after the day I became a Christian. On that day, I shall see my Lord and Savior face to face for the first time.

    Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God. Matthew 5:8 ESV

    They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads. Revelation 22:4 ESV

    There are many books out there where people claim to have been to heaven and returned. Yet none I know of talks about meeting the Lord; it is always family and friends.

    Of course, I look forward to seeing my family and friends. Yet, first and foremost, I long to see the one who gave His life that I might live.

    He knew me before anything existed outside Himself. He loved me when I was an unlovable rebel and mocked Him. He is an even bigger fan than my mom, and that’s hard to beat.

    On my first day in glory, I will see His face. What a moment that will be.

    I look forward to seeing you there, but after I meet Him.

    Be blessed

    Hallelu Yah / Praise God 

    Kevin

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