We are all leaving a legacy. Is it a good or bad one? My grandfather passed into eternity this morning. He was turning 90 in a month. He was a preacher and he preached with his life not just his words.
When I was probably 13, I went to spend a week with he and grandma.
His sermon is one that to this day I remember. It was about rose colored glasses. How that God sees his children through rose colored glasses.
He spoke about how when we came to Christ, and were washed in the
blood that the Father did not see our old sins. Because he saw us through the blood of Christ. I'm not sure why this particular sermon sticks in my
memory. I do know that when the accuser comes to remind me of how often I fail... this is what I fall back on~ that I'm forgiven and my heavenly father looks at me through rose colored glasses.
Thank-you Grandpa. Thank-you for showing us a life well lived in Jesus.
