The Fourth Generation

Recently we were in the farmhouse that my mom grew up in that was built by her grandfather. As I stood in that old house looking at all of the familiar doorways, windows, and floors that I knew so well as a small child, I couldn't help but be flooded with the joy and gratitude of being raised by and knowing women who walked with Jesus their entire lives. I am a fourth generation woman of God.  My great-grandmother Elsie had calluses on her knees from kneeling in prayer. She was an incredible woman of faith. My grandma Betty had a unique voice and style of piano playing that  came from the Holy Spirit within her. Her joy in Jesus was remarkable. And my mom, Becky, had a calm demeanor of strength and faith. Her friendship with Jesus was visible.  Liz and I have spoken often of the impact these women have had on our lives and in our walks with Jesus.  They modeled the way for depth of Spirit and unwavering faith that we continue to cultivate, just as each of them did, to live in Christ through the Spirit by trusting in the sovereignty of God. We are eternally grateful for their faith in Jesus and the way they shared this faith so beautifully with us.