It all started with a dirty window.
A very dirty window.
I have a living room window that just begs my children to place their hands and faces on it. To occasionally lick it even. A couple years ago after we put our house on the market, it became an everyday nuisance for me. Frustration over my lack of ability to keep it clean was at an all time high.
One day as I was looking at it in defeat, I began to remind myself that there would be a day I would miss having those small handprints covering everything. The urgency to make the most of my time with them once again weighed heavily on me.
In the grand scheme of things, there is a small window of time that I get to invest in these precious lives daily. I want to be diligent and intentional with that time. I want to equip them so that they might live strong in this broken world. To help foster intimate relationships with the One who created them and has great plans for them.
My heart became reminded of the knowledge that every thing I do and say leaves a mark just as those dirty handprints all over my window. Not just in the lives of my children, but in every single person I interact with in life. I knew that if every touch left a mark, I did not want that mark to be my own. I want the mark I leave behind to be that of the Great I Am. The Everlasting Father. He has so much more to offer than I will ever be able to give.
So this is what I have purposed in my heart, to build a legacy that is worth leaving. One with eternal value, the only kind that will ultimately last.
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