Today was my mom’s birthday.
Three of our girls, my sister, our almost-daughter-in-love, and one of our granddaughters were together for lunch to celebrate her special day.
FOUR generations. Me, my mom, Ali and Lily.
I know, it’s not uncommon to find. I have pictures of my daughters with my grandmother. But, once again I was reminded of God’s love. His love, poured down through four generations.
And why is that?
The three moms in this picture have been intentional in their teaching of God, His Love, His ways. But every daughter had to make that heart-choice for herself.
As parents, we’re never guaranteed that our children will choose to wholeheartedly give themselves to Christ. But, a life lived in loving and telling and showing our children the great love of our Father speaks volumes. It did to me.
…we will praise you forever;
from generation to generation
we will recount your praise. Psalm 79:13
Maybe it begins with you.
Are you a first generation believer? Or more?