I live on a country road and am blessed to have a neighbor across my driveway, and across my street. I say blessed because I am able to have the country life...animals, birds, trees, stars, and country stillness and quiet. Yet, there are neighbors close enough to take a short stroll and grab a cup of coffee or a mason jar of milk when I am out. There are others to fellowship with and I value my neighbors, adults and children. Today I want to tell you about one of my special little neighbors and the blessing and opportunity to build on my word of the year "Legacy".
A few days after Christmas my Ruthie girl came to my door with that permanent big smile that always dresses her face. She is eight years old, a child in a family of eight children, one of four girls, and home schooled. The latter presents more opportunities to visit. So, in the door she came and we had the usually exchange of greetings..."Hi Miss Trina. Whatcha doing?" "Hi Ruthie girl. Are you here for a visit or did mommy send you for something?" This day she sat down on the sofa and answered that she had come for a visit which is common for her. She is my most frequent visitor. At times we have chats about all sorts of topics, usually questions she has for me. We talk about what she might do when she grows up, how to crochet, decorating ideas for her bedroom, where she likes to go on vacation, different art techniques, and the list goes on. Then there are the visits where she wants to do some paper art or water coloring, or bracelet making, or letter writing. And let me not forget the visits that include bringing some treasure or project she has done to show me...Ruthie's Show and Tell.
This morning she came with a wonderful sparkle gel pen and fancy jeweled journal in hand. She wanted to show me her journal, a Christmas present, and the prayers she had been writing in it. Her prayers moved me. They were so sweet and innocent such as a child's prayers should be. They were thoughtful and straight from her sweet heart. There was no doubt in reading her prayers that this child has a heart for the Lord. In one prayer she was thanking God for our family and that we live next door. Her words were so sweet and it did cause me to tear up. I asked her if she wanted me to use her new sparkly pen and write a prayer in her journal and she was very excited. Of course was her answer and she sat quietly while I put my prayer to paper. I thanked God for the new year, for his love and protection, and then for my Ruthie girl. I told the Lord in my prayer that I knew he had great plans for her and that I will be here helping her give Him glory and praise for the paths he takes her on. I asked God for his protection over her and laid her in his hands and told God how special she is to me. I ended my prayer and closed her journal thanking her for the blessing of being able to write in her precious journal. She gave me a hug and that big smile of hers!
This little girl is so humble and sweet. She didn't ask me what I wrote or looked at my prayer. She just hugged me and thanked me again for taking the time to write in her journal. We sat on the sofa, had hot chocolate and talked about all sorts of random topics. After about an hour she decided she better go home. I asked if I could pray with her being the New Year and all. She was excited about us praying together and we decided to use the prayer I wrote in her journal. So we prayed together...short and sweet and from the heart. She gave me a big hug, told me she loved me and took her happy little self on back to her house.
As I have said in another post the definition I like for legacy is "planting seeds you may not see grow." At my age I will plant the garden, probably see the sprouts stick their heads up, but I might not see the full blooming but that is okay. My job might just be to plant the seeds and keep the ground fertile and God and others will do the rest. It struck me after she left what a fertile garden I have right across the road. Of course I have a strong desire to leave a spiritual legacy to my grandchildren but leaving a legacy doesn't have to be just for those that are your family. Planting seeds for God's kingdom should be a legacy I leave behind for all. God provides the soil, the people that cross paths with me both fleeting and permanently, and the Holy Spirit gives me the seeds, the words or actions to drop into the soil. It is up to me to be open, to listen and be aware of the promptings of God. God is working with me. He is showing me how my work for him is important. It is simple, heartfelt, loving...as simple as scribbling words in a jeweled journal with a sparkly pen, "It is the smallest of all seeds, but when it has grown it is larger than all the garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and make nests in it's branches." Matthew 13:32. Thank you Lord for 2023 and all that you have in store for me and the garden I am helping you plant!