LEAVING SOMETHING BEHIND

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I received a notification from Facebook that my account had been suspended for six months, and unless I filed an appeal, it would be deleted forever. But to back up a bit... 

I received a notice a few days ago that Facebook noticed some unusual activity on my account. I changed my password, but then I get the latest message. Apparently, I am guilty until being proven innocent. I mean, there are tons of hackers on social media. And one of those people with little or nothing to do has violated my account. I don't expect to appeal, as I have little or no use for a media company that would #1. Not only not tell the offended party EXACTLY why their account has been deleted, and #2. Immediately assumes their member, rather than a third party, has done something to merit being deleted.

Since the account has been deleted, I have looked at some of my former Facebook friends' pages using my wife's Facebook account. And, interestingly enough, I discovered that everything I ever posted on their pages has disappeared. Just like I never existed!!!

And it occurred to me. What I have described, above, is very much like a believer, (or anyone for that matter), who fails to complete their destiny, and leave their imprint on the world; to fail to impact those whom God sets in their pathway.

Following is the introduction to a series of blogs, now numbering over a hundred one hundred page segments in the series which I intend to leave to my children's children.

I stare into the eyes of that yellowing, fading portrait of my great Grandparents now, and their dull, unblinking eyes reveal

 

… absolutely nothing.

 

And I have often mused, “Why didn’t you leave something behind?”

 

Oh, how I would have enjoyed knowing you. How wonderful it would have been if you had left some word, some reflection, something of yourselves.

 

Well, my dear descendants, I have decided NOT to repeat their mistake; (and yes, I consider it an irrevocable mistake; which once the party has passed from this earth can never be corrected.) I think the following daily journal entries, (as well as my previously written autobiography, counseling memoirs, and other volumes) will not only elicit a few laughs, but provide you some insight into the life of your ancestor; someone not unlike yourself, who lived, and loved, and moved, and breathed, and made his way about this earth, and even impacted a few for good, “before you were even a twinkle.”

 

You deserve it.

 

And this writer, who by the time you read these words may have long since ceased to live, and love, and breathe, and move, and enjoy the beauty which God has visited upon our planet, can only wish you well, and exhort you to do as I am currently doing…

 

We are all too close to having eyes which do not see, ears which do not hear, and mouths which do not speak. While there is still time,

 

… Leave something of yourself behind.

by Bill McDonald, PhD