As I write this, a man I admire is on his deathbed. Though I’ve never met him personally, he has served as one of my business mentors through his books and seminars. He’s in his mid-sixties, young by today’s standards. In the marketing and advertising world, he’s a superstar. Just a few days after receiving a terminal diagnosis, he wrote a final letter to his followers and fans. In response, they thanked him for everything he had done over the years. Thousands of letters poured in, each a testimony to the impact he had on them and on their professional lives. For many, he was a true hero.
When I read his farewell letter, it got me thinking about my own life. What kind of legacy will I leave behind? Will I do anything in my lifetime that will actually impact the world, not just while I’m here, but after I’m gone? Is it possible for each one of us to have that kind of lasting effect on our fellow humans or is it reserved for those whom God has anointed?
I’ll admit, I’ve not always been sure. It seems like a fantasy and beyond my capacity to make that kind of mark.
Some years ago, and not long after I had re-committed my life to Christ, I was invited to have dinner with a friend and a married couple—we’ll call them Derek and Deidre. My friend wanted me to meet this young couple because she was enamored with their strong faith in God. She had bragged on them many times before. “They’re the best Christian people I know,” she said.
I’ll admit, I was a bit hesitant at first. I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of meeting this couple, yet I wasn’t exactly sure why. As I drove to my friend’s house, I thought about what could be causing my apprehension, and before I arrived, a thought struck. It occurred that Derek and Deidre could perhaps be better Christians than I was.
This line of thinking was rooted in my girlfriend’s view of them (that she constantly told me how good these people were), which created a fear that I may not measure up to the standard of being a good Christian.
But as soon as that thought came to mind, I remembered that imperfection is something we all have in common—even Christians. So, I dismissed my concerns, pulled into the parking lot, and looked forward to a pleasant evening.
An hour later, I would regret being there.
Are you a Good Steward?
When we think of stewarding, money comes to mind, but there’s much more to it than that. This post explores the concept of stewardship from a different perspective.
“I met with John today.”
“How did it go?”
Kenny let out a deep breath like he’d been holding it in all day. His lips were dry, and the nervousness coated his voice. “Not as well as I had hoped.”
He had her attention now. “What does that mean?”
Does God give us the desires of our hearts? Will He give us the things we want? How can we know if something we want is from God or not? This post explores how we should manage our desires.