I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
And you can take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all the "who's who's" and so-and-so's
That used to be the best at such and such
It wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an "atta boy" or "atta girl"
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
Not well-traveled, not well-read
Not well-to-do, or well-bred
I just want to hear instead
Well done, good and faithful one
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
And you can take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all the "who's who's" and so-and-so's
That used to be the best at such and such
It wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an "atta boy" or "atta girl"
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
Not well-traveled, not well-read
Not well-to-do, or well-bred
I just want to hear instead
Well done, good and faithful one
Lord, I know you have called me to Chicago because You have something better for me. It's always something for my good and I trust that You will take care of me as I teach and as I become a part of a new church family; but Lord, you know how my heart aches for my brothers and sisters here. I wonder if I made an impact, not for MY glory, but for Yours. I wonder if my brothers and sisters can say, "Leigh Anne always pointed me to Christ - through her words, attitude and actions." And honestly, Father, I'm pretty sure that not one of them can say that because I haven't always made the right choices. Only You know how hard I have tried to always express Your love. Sometimes I search for words of affirmation from people in church, hoping desperately that someone would notice my acts of service and say, "Well done" but that's my flesh speaking. Help me, as I go to Chicago, to only care about pleasing You; but oh Lord, I ask that You would not make my years of service in SICCC without effect. I pray that seeds of love and service were planted, and I hope to hear how much my brothers and sisters have grown not because of my doing, but because of Your grace. Thank You, Lord, for the opportunity and heart-growing-spirit-filling experience you blessed me with in SICCC. Great is Your faithfulness!
4 comments:
gunna miss you kid. i always envied your faith in God and looked up to you. (i wrote that in the scrapbook)
lookin forward to your insights
how's the windy city?
Hey Leigh Anne, It's Krystal from SICCC. Anyways, I hope you're doing well in Chicago. This is a great entry, I hope for the same.
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