President Jimmy Carter said: “Our greatest legacy is not our accomplishments in life; it is what we can do to help the next generation.”
This is how Webster defines legacy: Something transmitted by or received from an ancestor or predecessor or from the past.
This is how the Lord Jesus Christ said it: “And He said to them, Go into all the world and preach and publish openly the good news (the Gospel) to every creature (of the whole human race).” Mark 16:15, AMPC
I was born in Nicaragua, the second-poorest country in the Western Hemisphere, Haiti being the poorest. I grew up most of my childhood in poverty. There were nine of us. The chances to make it in life were not good. My mother was a country girl, and my father grew up working on farms doing agricultural labor. None of them had a formal education, but they managed barely to write and read.
As you read this Blog, I’m sure you’re wondering what in the world does my family background have to do with “legacy”? Here’s the connection:
My grandfather was a drunkard and a gambler for most of his youth, but in his late 30’s, he heard somebody preaching the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ. He got saved, turned his life around and became one of the greatest preachers in his region. He practically evangelized all his territory, making hundreds of converts and many of them became pastors and preachers after him.
My mother, right until she got married, was his worship leader ( lead singer) until she moved on to form her own family. However, the years she spent under the leadership of my grandfather served her as a “legacy” she never departed from.
When she moved from the countryside towards the city (civilization if you will), she found a job provided her by a North American missionary who knew my grandfather was a fellow minister and acted as a divine connection. This job offered to my mother, ( responsible for the “hand laundry dept.” at the school) was in a one of the best private schools in the capital of my country of birth Nicaragua. Most of my brothers and sisters who were not working to support the family were able to attend that school for free! My grandfather’s legacy was beginning to shape our lives.
If it wasn’t because of his encounter with the good news of the gospel, the story I am writing in this Blog, would not exist. Make sure you come back next month to read more on the topic “Our Greatest Legacy.”