I have recently been acquainted with the blog of a young man by the name of Joshua Eddy. I am a follower of Miss Raquel's blog, which is where I first discovered the existence of this amazing man of God. (Through a bizarre chain of events, I recently found myself talking to his sister Mariah on NaNoWriMo) His life was tragically stolen from the world by a drowning accident a few short weeks ago, yet the impact his words have made on my life and the lives of many others through his blog is profound.

It has led me to ponder. Legacies. What are they to you? Are they a grand monetary inheritance that you leave to grandchildren? A photo album? A box of trinkets? A word of wisdom?

What about a life?

I plan on living to a ripe old age, but I wonder: will the legacy I leave behind match my years? In the short amount of time the world had Josh, he was an impact. But not only that, he still is alive today through what he left behind on his blog, and in the memory of his life. And by his words, the unsaved may come to be saved. By his family's witness of him, the lost may be found. When you arrive in heaven, do you want to come with a handful of cash, or an armful of souls? I know the answer is obvious, but it is the hardest to live out.

The truth of the matter is: life is short, no matter how long you live. The other day I was a six-year-old filling the sandpit up with water in the middle of summer with my two brothers. But then I blinked. Now I'm a twenty-year-old sitting at my computer with this sombre thought on my mind. Have I made the most of that time between blinks? Have I made a scratch in the surface of what we know as the lost world? Is what I have done enough? I regret to say that it isn't. I - like many others - have wasted moments when I could have been a blessing. Wasted times I could have spoken a word of encouragement. Wasted seconds when I could have smiled at someone. It could be the smallest thing that can save a life, which can then lead to saving a soul.

Will what I leave behind live on? Will my existence on this earth outlive me by the things I have done, said, and wrote? It is a heavy thought, because it takes time to think on: time none of us really have. It makes me think with chagrin of all the frivolities: the pointless conversations, the random comments, the idle writings that didn't achieve a thing. What if Josh had blogged all about his new camera, or what the weather was doing, or what his latest favourite movie was? What kind of impact would he have left behind? A mediocre and commonplace one, I would imagine.

In reality, he has left behind a vivid picture of who he is in Christ: a man who is chasing after God's heart, grounded in the Word, disciplining himself whilst challenging others. You can't buy that kind of legacy, and you don't find it in talking about what colour your new shoes are. I am so grateful to the Lord that He caused Josh Eddy to speak up about his faith and to create a lasting impression on the world through his writing.

What about those of us who are still forwarding the Kingdom of Heaven? Are we moving full steam ahead to make sure that what we leave behind will impact lives in a way that will win souls? We can never do enough, but can we do more? I believe we can. This is my prayer - that I will strive with every fibre of my being to leave God's mark everywhere He takes me; a mark that will outlive me to impact others for God for generations to come.

What about you? The clock is ticking...

In memory and gratitude of Joshua Eddy. Though I never knew you, thankyou for allowing myself and so many people be a witness to your witness of Christ, and for leaving a lasting impression of Him in all that you leave behind. 


www.joshyeddy.blogspot.com 

I found lots of awesome stuffses these last month/s. It's one of the amazing things about knowing a lot of awesome people on the web, because they know a lot of awesome people, and then they share the awesome stuff they found, and they share it with their friends, and then somehow it all winds up in my Google+ stream where I can then stick it all in my awesome stuffses blog post. Awesome, aint it?


Why Bother With Mother's Day? - Some very good thoughts by Gabriel Hudelson. Do we see beyond the simple (precious) fact that our mothers love us, anymore?  Do we see the immense power that lies in the hands of faithful mothers?  Do we fully understand the earth-shattering ramifications of the well-worn adage that "the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world"?  Do we treasure the awesome calling of running a home?


Things Not Worth Complaining About - A short but very true post on a young lady's blog that I found through a friend on Google+.

Top 5 Things I Dread About Church - From my introverted point of view, I identified with a few of these points, and found it both humorous and insightful.

Direct the Viewer with Faces and Eyes - A brilliant article with awesome illustrations on the composition of your drawing/art by Matthew Sample. I loved this!

The God Debate - A news transcript of a debate between an athiest (Sam Harris) and a Christian. (Rick Warren) I found it highly entertaining and intriguing to hear both sides, and the closing comment is one worth reading the entire debate for: We're both betting. He's betting his life that he's right. I'm betting my life that Jesus was not a liar. When we die, if he's right, I've lost nothing. If I'm right, he's lost everything. I'm not willing to make that gamble. - Rick Warren

I have the extreme pleasure and honour of sharing with you today a post written by my dear friend Gracie whom I met through HolyWorlds. She has recently published her book Radialloy, the first in her "Firmament" sci-fi series of books, which is available for purchase through Amazon. I'm highly excited about getting my hands on it! You can read more about her book (and Gracie!) at this link. Be sure to check it out; if you don't, I will hunt you down and bombard you with threats and bribes of cupcakes until you do. (This is no idle warning, at the very least, I will be doing it telepathically...)

So, without further ado, may I present the lovely J. Grace Pennington!


I'm a Star Trek fan.  The Original Series, mostly--I dabble in The Next Generation, but The Original Series is really where it's at.  TOS, as us Trekkies call it.  I love the mysterious sci-fi situations, I love the veiled political and philosophical messages, and most of all I love the characters.  And my favorite character is Doctor "Bones" McCoy.


When I watched the third Star Trek movie, The Search for Spock, I was gripped by the good doctor's mysterious insanity.  He was acting in strange ways, forgetting things, acting like someone else; and his friends were entirely perplexed.  I was on the edge of my seat.  What had they done to my doctor?