My Last Words

I was reading through 2 Timothy, and I read this passage:

"For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time for my departure is near. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day — and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for His appearing." 2 Timothy 4:6-8

When I read those words, my heart skipped a beat. I want those to be my last words, my final breath, my closing argument. To have lived a life fighting the good fight and keeping the faith - nothing seems more encouraging. To know that you will soon be getting your crown of righteousness - from the LORD Himself - seems exhilarating, a dream come true. But more than that - leaving the legacy of hope in Christ to those that follow after me - seems more important that anything else.

This world is cruel. I don't see it getting any more pleasant as time passes. I want my children and my children's children to have the same hope I do - even in their trying times. Just like my parents have passed down their love, hope, and faith - I am responsible to continue it on.

It has to be me who leaves the legacy of hope and faith.

So I surely hope that I do.