A Godly Heritage

The frost on the grass revealed the path of my exit from the front door of my mother’s home.  Barely twelve hours had passed since Daddy died in room A 4 of the Elkview General Hospital.  After reading my Bible, I ventured out into the cold, calm morning to take a walk.  It was Sunday.

I duplicated the route I had traveled countless times with Daddy when I came to visit.  This morning I walked alone.  On my left, as I headed south down the blacktop, the sun silhouetted the trees on Elk Creek as it rose above the horizon.  God’s action reminded me that life was continuing.  On my right, the Wichita Mountains appeared as the darkness dissipated.  They had not moved.  Neither had God.  He remained ever faithful.

On my back was an oversized, brown, hooded sweatshirt that I had borrowed from the utility room.  It still had jersey gloves in the pockets – the same gloves Daddy had worn.  As I journeyed onward with his coat on my back I thought about the heritage Daddy had passed down to me and others.

He passed down the heritage of faith.  Trust in Jesus only for the purpose of eternal life.  Good works and good intentions get no one to heaven.  The only way to be right with God is by grace through faith.  In spite of our sin God forgives because of what His Son Jesus did for us on the cross.  From faith in Jesus comes abundant life today and forever.    

He passed down the heritage of service.  Do for others without expecting anything in return.  Serve through the local church without growing weary in well doing.  Don’t ask what is in it for you.  Give, visit, teach, volunteer, sacrifice…and don’t keep score.  Keep serving because it is right, not because it pays.

He passed down the heritage of work.  Whatever you do, do it with all your might, as unto the Lord.  Anything accomplished in life requires a fair amount of effort – whether laying bricks, raising wheat, or preparing sermons.  Minimal talent can be maximized with tireless zeal.  Sweat is not a four letter word. 

 I finished the walk and hung up Daddy’s sweatshirt.  I did not lay aside his heritage.  I will continue what he passed down.  May I be found faithful. 

Firstborn son, Earl Wesley Stephenson

  • This reprinted article first appeared in December of 2007. Twelve years have passed and I still think of Daddy often. I am blessed.

FBC Happenings

  • This Sundays Sermon “Light in the Darkness” John 1:1-5; 14-18
  • LifeGroup Attendance on December 8 – 688
  • Sunday, December 15 – Christmas Worship Service at 6:00 p.m.
  • Wednesday, December 18 – Movie Night “THE STAR” 6:00 p.m. in the Sanctuary (NO WEDNESDAY MEAL OR CHILDREN’S ACTIVITIES THAT EVENING)
  • Sunday, December 22 – Worship Service at 9:00 a.m. and 10:30 a.m. NO LIFEGROUPS…CHILDCARE FOR BABIES – 3’s
  • Church Office and FLC Closed December 24 and December 25
  • December 24 – Christmas Eve Service with Lord’s Supper at 5:00 p.m.
  • Sunday, December 29 – One Worship Service only at 10:30 a.m. NO LIFEGROUPS…CHILDCARE FOR BABIES – 3’s

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