2 Timothy 1:3-14 (NRSV)

3 I am grateful to God—whom I worship with a clear conscience, as my ancestors did—when I remember you constantly in my prayers night and day.

4 Recalling your tears, I long to see you so that I may be filled with joy.
5 I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that lived first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, lives in you.
6 For this reason I remind you to rekindle the gift of God that is within you through the laying on of my hands;
7 for God did not give us a spirit of cowardice, but rather a spirit of power and of love and of self-discipline.
8 Do not be ashamed, then, of the testimony about our Lord or of me his prisoner, but join with me in suffering for the gospel, relying on the power of God,
9 who saved us and called us with a holy calling, not according to our works but according to his own purpose and grace. This grace was given to us in Christ Jesus before the ages began,
10 but it has now been revealed through the appearing of our Savior Christ Jesus, who abolished death and brought life and immortality to light through the gospel.
11 For this gospel I was appointed a herald and an apostle and a teacher, a 12 and for this reason I suffer as I do. But I am not ashamed, for I know the one in whom I have put my trust, and I am sure that he is able to guard until that day what I have entrusted to him. 
13 Hold to the standard of sound teaching that you have heard from me, in the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus.
14 Guard the good treasure entrusted to you, with the help of the Holy Spirit living in us.

2 Timothy 1:5 (NRSV)

5 I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that lived first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, lives in you.                            

DEVOTION – Michael Adam Beck (Florida)

My biological mother struggled with drug addiction throughout her life.  I was raised by my grandmother.  She took me to Sunday school and church, and she held on to the hope that I would become a pastor.  In my youth, I made bad choices that put me on the path of drugs, gangs, and crime.  Every morning my grandmother sat in her old pink chair, reading her Bible and her copy of The Upper Room.  On some mornings, I was just coming in from the night before.  She sat up entire nights waiting, worrying, and praying for my safe return.  She never gave up hope for me.  Ultimately, through my grandmother’s love and witness, I found Christ and became a pastor.

A couple years ago, my teenage daughter decided she would run away.  I found myself powerless and sick with worry.  I discovered that I too have “an old pink chair”; I sat reading my Bible and The Upper Room, praying for my daughter’s safe return.  She did return home, and today she seems to be inheriting the faith that I learned from my grandmother.  I will never forget my grandmother’s old pink chair and the great faith it represented.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: How are we living a legacy of faith for our children?

PRAYER: Dear God, help us to live our faith in such a way that our children will see and believe.  Thank you for the witness of those who have gone before us.  Amen.