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For a 100 Years


I went to church on Wednesday night.  The men got together during the week to chat about our lives and how the Bible needs to be our influence and guide.  One of the men there said something so prolific that I had to write about it.  As we talked, he said, "Every man is responsible for a 100 years of impact".  In other words, we are responsible for our generation, and the next, and the next.  It got me thinking about the legacy I need to leave with my family and my sons' families.  I have thought of this before, but I see that reminders are good to have.

I am reminded of how being a parent, and especially a father, is a constant 24 hour, 365 day-a-year job!  It's a welcomed and rewarding task.  Yet, there are times when I do think about how challenging it can be, and I can become overwhelmed.

I want to prepare my family for success.  I want them to undersatnd how the world works.  I want them to have an understanding of why they need a faith in God, not because I tell them to, but because my life represents my faith.  I want them to have a broader knowledge of how our society works.  I want them to know how to treat people fairly.  I want my family to have a good name in their community.  I want them to have the best and let them know that they are wealthy, not because of money, but because their life has been prospered.

Man, I've got some work to do.  We all do.  Let me know what you do to show your family this importance.  Tell me how you model your life for your family.  Let me know what areas you may need to be better in.  Drop some wisdom for me and others to see. I do not have an off season in my learning...

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  1. Wow! This is awesome. Most of us don't realize that this task is one of those 'as long as you live', things. Even the mistakes and the rebounds are included in this lifelong job. Some of it is tough and some is much fun. The best part is that the Lord is ever present. His love and compassion is

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