Tonight was the opening night of a kids kamp my church hosts every year. They brought in this group of, well two, guys that can break concrete blocks and rip phone books and as the team leader was talking about “sin nature” it dawned on me something so clear…
I am who I am because of Christ. I have been taught and shown by the leaders around me. I remember when I was 5 and got saved for the first time. I remember looking up to the middle schoolers thinking they where the awesomest people in the world. I remember when I was 12 and wandered off from my group in Kingston Jamaica.
And now, I’m a godmother of 4 boys and I am with them all the time.
Right now they are watching me…seeing how I’m going to react or respond to situations.
They are looking for me to implement the Word of God in my life so they can come to a realization that God wants to be part of their life each and every day.
These boys, they are young men, needing to know Jesus as their Savior and Friend.
I can’t just continue to think “oh they won’t really remember that, or it doesn’t matter what I say”
But it does…cause I can see how they react to each other and see things that I’ve done.
I am responsible for myself and how I behave.
I am responsible for how I behave and how I show the Love of God through my actions.
What I learned and saw when I was 9 still impacts me today.
And I want the impact that I leave on my “nephews” to be a Godly lasting impression.
It takes a village…it takes a man or woman of God…it takes the body of Christ to regenerate itself in the next generation so that it can survive and persevere.
It takes this generation alive today to stand up and live the Word of God.
Stand!
