Just me trying to be honest with God.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

“What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.” Pericles

“Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands upon us; yes, establish the work of our hands!” Ps90.17 ESV

Just about every southern town has a building with the inscription, “Established in 18—something or other.” We have our share in Selma and some which also bear the name of the business that used to occupy them. I say used to, because most of the businesses that were established in these buildings are no longer in business. It is humbling to realize that every run down building and every dilapidated shack once had the patina of newness. One thing that certainly passes from one generation to the next is that few things last more than a generation. And yet, there is within all of us a desire to know that we have made some difference in our brief passage through the world.
This morning I am reflecting on the prayer of a man who lived four thousand years ago. No one even knows where he is buried, but I would say that God has surely established the work of his hands. The influences of Moses are still leaving ripples in the world. If we would leave a legacy, let it at least be a good one. If we would have it follow us to glory, let it be centered on Christ. Let us commit our works to God for in the end, only he will decide what has eternal value. We may be sure that such works will have something to do with “faith, hope and love,” and be just as sure, that the patina of newness will never fade from them. 9/27/2008 ts