Monday, May 24, 2010

The Legend Behind Lanita's Legacy

It is really a short story, not a legend.  My daughter Penny Franklin-Living Above Ministries-seems to think that I have something to offer women out there in blog land.  And I do have a heart for young women who seem to think they are not going to make it for one reason or another.  I also have a burdened heart for the Christian family who I fear will not make it without a return to the Word of God and a lot of encouragement from those of us with grey hair and sagging chins. Those of us who have been through many waters and  more that a few fires.  When my mother went to be with the Lord at age 62 (my age now) I realized that I was in process of my legacy for my girls (now women). I am a Sunday School teacher of women older than I am. I love to read and have built quite a library over the years and I thought that was my legacy. But I am beginning to realize that those books are just the material side. The real legacy is all that God's Holy Spirit has taught me and stored inside this often fragile heart of mine. That is what wants to reach out and let you see that even a Much-Afraid pilgrim can make it to the high places with Him as our guide.  We all just need a little grace and glory as we experience sorrow and suffering in this training ground below. Whatever legacy we want to leave behind, we must remember we're making it now.  I want mine to be loving and learning our Lord. Join me on this journey .


  1. Wow! This brought tears to my eyes!!! I can't wait to follow this blog! I thought our Saturday morning calls were priceless... well - add this to the list!

    Mom, I know God is going to use this to touch the lives of so many. Thank you for your bravery and courage in this "techno world" to share your wisdom & insight!

    Love you bunches!

  2. I went back in time tonight for supper. An ex-employee brought me a "mess" of squash and new potatoes from her garden. She knows that I'm a country girl and love that good home-grown garden food. It brought back so many memories of years gone by when I would come home from school and go to our family garden and pick squash and dig potatoes and have them cooked when my Mom got home from work. Of course back then I didn't look on that chore with nostalgic bliss like I'm doing now. Ha!. All of my friends were piled on the couch watching American Bandstand, but I rarely got to do that. I'm sharing this to say that someday you'll look with a much different set of eyes and heart than you do now. How I wish I had a garden now. So just remember that what you think today is a burdensome task and that it will never end, one day might be a cherished memory. That's why God in His Word tells us to number our days. That just means to live one day at a time and enjoy everyday because, believe it or not, you are making memories that could one day bring a smile. God bless all you out there that are in the middle of some things that you wish were memories. Hang in there. That day will be here before you know it. Yes, the squash and potatoes were every bit as good as I remember them !! Hm-m-good!