A few days ago I had the privilege of participating in the graduating ceremonies for the latest graduates from Liberty University Baptist Theological Seminary. As I watched them walk the stage, I couldn't help but think of the things they will do and the people they will influence. Two verses come to mind as I pray for these new graduates:
Ecclesiastes 7:1 A good name is better than a good ointment, And the day of one's death is better than the day of one's birth.
Proverbs 22:1 A good name is to be more desired than great wealth, Favor is better than silver and gold.
I attended Liberty's graduation, in which I watched several students
and good friends walk across the stage to receive their degrees and
launch into their ministries. This momentous occasion reminded me of beginnings and endings, but more importantly it made me think of the idea of "legacy" and the kind of impact an individual life might have on people. In the next few
paragraphs I'll try to explain.
I'm not sure how much
we think of the impact of our lives. As I watched the proud graduates walk the stage, I couldn't help but think about what I may hear about these people
in the future. Some of them have already made an impact, some of them
have a future impact to make. Most of them have no idea what the end of
their lives will be, they only have dreams and hopes and (perhaps)
plans.
Some
of the seminary students who walked across the stage Saturday have
already begun their legacy. Many of them left homes and nice jobs to pursue a
degree at the seminary. They said "no" to "success" as the world
measures it so that they would have the opportunity to labor for God.
Some will labor in obscurity, some will never have "the largest church in America," some will never make the "big money," or write the
most impressive "how to" book for other pastors. I know their lives,
their hearts, and I know that their legacy will be greater than any can
imagine.
The other day I posted a note about "James the Less," and his figure seems fitting here. He was one of the twelve
chosen by Jesus, but even church history and tradition have trouble
determining who he was. Yet, he was one of the
original twelve disciples, one of the eyewitnesses to Jesus' life, ministry,
death, and resurrection. Not as famous as James the son of Zebedee, this
James nonetheless left enough of an imprint on history to be regarded
as one of those individuals who "turned the world upside down" with his
life and preaching.
We no doubt graduated a lot of these individuals on Saturday--folks we may have a hard time identifying who will nonetheless make a
great impression on many they will bring to Christ or love in God's
name. "Less" may describe the knowledge of them, but it will not define
their impact on those to whom they minister. I bet there were people in
the first century who didn't think of James as "the Less" because of
what God did through him. Nonetheless, James built a legacy, and like
him, many of these graduating seminary students are building a legacy. We may not know their names, but God does. And with his help they are building quite a legacy.
Let me offer a moment of transparency here: I pray for my students. Some semesters I pray a LOT! One of the most frequent prayers I offer on their behalf runs something like this: "Lord, help these students run further and accomplish more than any of their professors. May their spiritual progress move the church closer to her beloved Savior, Jesus Christ, and may their growth go beyond what I have experienced."
I pray it, but I wonder if I really mean it sometimes. I look at students who graduated and who have definitely progressed down the road of godliness in ways I did not imagine. I see their accomplishments, and I must admit that I am sometimes envious. Some of my students are accomplishing the very things for which I prayed. I am proud of them, and sometimes I envy them. I remember my own seminary graduation well--the dean mispronounced my name, my family was there to support me, and I knew that I was going to be used by God to "set the world on fire" for Jesus. I promptly went to work in a bookstore.
Yes, a bookstore . . .
Granted, it WAS a Christian bookstore, but I digress.
All those dreams and plans of becoming this pastor or that professor suddenly took a back seat to paying the bills. My legacy wasn't quite what I expected.
Nonetheless, I wouldn't trade that experience. Now I pray for students who head out to fulfill God's call on their lives. I wonder what stories I'll hear in the future. No doubt there will be stories of churches served, more degrees earned, books written, mountains claimed, families started, etc. No doubt there will be stories about changes made in the lives of others because of the love of Christ poured out in the lives of these men and women. I want to tell you all a secret--some of you are heroes to me. I see what you have already accomplished, I see the potential, and I have so much hope and joy for you.
Yes, I know things don't reflect that at the moment. In fact, for some of you it is simply time to take a break and take a breather. Others are already launching into the next adventure. I can't wait to hear the stories, but I want to leave you with some final questions to ask as you pursue these things.
What kind of legacy are you leaving? Where will your footprints lead others if they follow you closely? Like Paul, can you encourage others to imitate you as you imitate Christ? Will your love for Christ be
obvious? Is your love for others real and clear?
God has blessed me to
walk with giants (and some giants in training), and I have to admit that
I am often overwhelmed by their collective witness. I am reminded of a
conversation I had with Dr. William L. Lane. I admitted to him that I
didn't think I could live up to his example of a godly life and
scholarship, and he said to me, "Never covet another person's gift, and
never despise your own." He went on to remind me that God had not called
me to be identical to Dr. Lane or to anyone else. God had called me to
use my unique gifts and abilities for his glory. I do not have to live
up to the stories of these giants, I simply need to live the legacy God
has given me.
No matter how obscure or unrecognized or inconsequential a
life may seem, if it is lived for God it will have a legacy. What kind
of legacy are we leaving the next generation? I have no doubt that many of you will leave a legacy that will cause your professor to be a bit envious . . . and I look forward to hearing every marvelous part of those stories! I am so proud of you all, and I will keep praying.
Thanks to all of the men and women who left their footprints in my heart and life!
Thank you for reading!
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