"After the birth of Methuselah, Enoch lived in close fellowship with God for another 300 years, and he had other sons and daughters.
Enoch lived 365 years, walking in close fellowship with God. Then one day he disappeared, because God took him."
Genesis 5:22-24, NLT (emphasis, mine)
To be honest, I often overlook chapters like Genesis 5. Long, boring lines of geneology are not exactly what I would deem "helpful".
How could I possibly learn anything from all these impossible-to-pronouce names?
But amidst Kenan, Mahalalel, Enosh and Jared... there it was. A short phrase that caught my eye. And not once, but twice.
Enoch. A man who left more than a name. He left a legacy.
I've been thinking a lot about legacy, lately.
This past fall I read an incredible book, Present Over Perfect, which helped me put my life back into healthy perspective. Coupled with a sermon from my pastor, and the death of a friend, I was prompted to think about what I would want people to say about me after I'm gone.
And, man, I just love what was said about Enoch.
"Enoch lived in close fellowship with God"
That is something I would definitely want to be said about me when I'm gone from this world. Somewhere amidst, "She really loved people... oh- and coffee too", I would hope that the fruit of my life points to my "close fellowship with God."
I love how the Amplified version reads. It says, "habitual fellowship".
Ooh, and doesn't that hit the nail on the head? As I discipline myself to dwell in His Word and presence, daily, this "habitual fellowship" occurs.
So here's to the start of a beautiful legacy.
Dwelling in Him,
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Hi, I'm Katie!
Wife to Craig, mom of three, author, writer, Rooted Moms founder, Jesus-follower, Bible teacher, and coffee enthusiast.
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