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Building a Legacy of Faith  

“For though you might have ten thousand instructors in Christ, yet you do not have many fathers; for in Christ Jesus I have begotten you through
the gospel.”

1 Corinthians 4:15, New King James Version

Fathers are vitally important in building a legacy of faith. Without their consistent, purposeful leadership, we fall into the trap Paul mentioned in the scripture above: We stop thinking generationally.

God is a generational God. He is the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. When God called Abraham into relationship and legacy building, it wasn’t his great faith that got God’s attention. Out of all the people on earth, God chose Abraham and declared that he would be a good father.

“For I know him, that he will command his children and his household after him, and they shall keep the way of the Lord, to do justice and judgment.”

Genesis 18:19a

One of the primary objectives given to the Jewish people—and to us as believers—is that of legacy building. God said to teach His laws “diligently to your sons and … talk of them when you sit in your house and when you walk by the way and when you lie down and when you rise up” (Deut. 6:7, New American Standard Bible). For legacy building to really work, however, it takes more than just a mother’s nurturing ability. It takes fatherhood.

In 1 Samuel 1:11, Hannah prayed for a son, promising that she would “give him unto the Lord all the days of his life.” Samuel served the Lord (and the people of Israel) as judge and prophet all the days of his life. He had an intimate, personal relationship with God. But one wonders if Samuel was thinking generationally.

Scripture says Hannah intended to care for her son until he was “weaned” (1 Sam. 1:22); then she would present him before the Lord. But this word “weaned” does not have the same connotation as we understand. It means more than simply ceasing to nurse. In Hebrew, this word is gamal, which also means “to deal fully or adequately with” (NAS Exhaustive Concordance of the Bible). Hannah cared for and taught her son until he was ready for the next stage of his training: apprenticeship.

In Jewish culture, children were taught the importance of family, the importance of God’s Law, and a trade. Typically, sons apprenticed with their fathers, and by the age of twelve or thirteen, they were considered responsible for their own actions. Whether this was the age at which Hannah presented Samuel to Eli the priest, or if he was presented earlier, she felt that Samuel was adequately prepared to serve the Lord. However, Eli’s own sons were ungodly, and “he restrained them not” (1 Sam. 3:13). Eli was unable to teach Samuel how to build a legacy of faith. Perhaps it’s not surprising that Samuel’s own sons also went their own way (1 Sam. 8:3), regardless of Samuel’s standing in Israel. Samuel lacked the teaching to become a
good father.

A father’s role in God’s generational plan of faith cannot be overstated. Fathers are so important! Luke 1:17 says that John the Baptist would prepare the people for the Lord and would “turn the hearts of the fathers to their children” (New Living Translation). John helped people think generationally. I believe this is the church’s job today. We must present a clear call to fatherhood and stress its importance in building a legacy of faith. Without fathers, we could lose the next generation.

I want to thank my husband, Raymond Troup, for helping me write this
article—for sharing his insights in the Scriptures. But more importantly for being a man of great faith and an example to our children of what it means to walk with Christ. We are building a legacy of faith, babe!

Pray for the fathers in your life. And don’t forget to wish them Happy Father’s Day this weekend.

Written by Roxanne Troup

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Receiving from the Father

“But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.”

John 14:26

My dad’s secret place is in the mountains. A passion for hiking flows through his veins, and many times God speaks to him while he’s on a trail. He hiked Mount Olympus at twenty-seven years old. (No, not the one Homer wrote about in the Odyssey, just in case you were wondering.) It was while hiking down that mountain in Utah that he encountered God in a way that changed his life forever.

The quiet solitude that usually envelopes his hikes did not still his mind this time around. Instead, a Ping-Pong match of opinions feverishly ensued in his mind: Was the baptism of the Holy Spirit for today or not? Just a few days ago, his brother had prayed in tongues in front of him. But this went against everything he had been raised to believe in church.

The argument in his head continued for a few minutes. He focused his frustration into each step he made on the mountain. Rays of light pierced through the branches. Crushed blades of grass swirled in his wake as a gust of wind blew in from out of nowhere. All of a sudden, he started to feel different. Something stirred within him. Then, from deep inside, something bubbled up. An unspeakable joy overwhelmed him; he could not help but laugh, and a language he had never spoken spilled out of his mouth.

My dad does not skip. But he told me that he began to skip “like a little girl” down the trail that day. It reminds me of the lame man Peter healed in Acts 3:8: “And he leaping up stood, and walked, and entered with them into the temple, walking, and leaping, and praising God.” To this day, my dad considers that one of his best hikes.

I am so thankful for an earthly father who is hungry for God. Dad, thank you for showing me how I can have a personal relationship with God.

Whether or not you have a dad in your life this Father’s Day, you do have a Father in heaven who loves you dearly. So, whether it means being alone in your room or taking a hike into the mountains, go to your secret place with Him today.

Happy Father’s Day!

Please leave a comment below if this blessed you. Also, be watching for The Present-Day Ministry of the Holy Spirit, Andrew’s newest teaching, which will begin airing on July 3. 

Written by Aria Fischer

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Vintage Dad 

Even when I was little, I knew my dad was not “modern.” He systematically chose traditional or slower means to do most anything. If my dad had an option between driving a back road or the highway, he’d take the back road. On Sunday afternoons, we’d choose to play board games over watching TV. His attraction to all things retro was especially true when it came to family vacations. A Coleman coffee percolator and folding stove, lots of clothesline, and pup tents were standard equipment. Dad’s great escape was for all seven of us to go camping for most of the summer.

While some neighborhood children graduated from high school never having seen an ocean, we spent all summer going beach or forest camping. We came home only long enough to shake the sand (or dirt) from our belongings and to mend our canvas tent; then off we went again in our ‘70s VW bus.

The neighborhood kids teasingly dubbed our vehicle the “Quinker-mobile,” sensing our family was a throwback to an older time. The term “Quinker” came from our last name, Quinn, and the word Quaker. Suffice it to say that as transplants from New England to the more familial western Pennsylvania, we were different right off the bat—in accent, cuisine, and lack of extended family. That, coupled with my dad’s strong desire for privacy, made us ripe
for labels.

My dad had retro tendencies even as a young parent. He loved the music from the ‘30s and ‘40s. He seemed to always find stations playing old crooner songs like Hoagy Carmichael’s Stardust. My dad even looked vintage. He maintained the same short brush cut he was issued on his first day as a Marine. Duty and tradition flanked his way as he led us—his small platoon.

These tendencies also spilled over into the holidays. Holiday preparation began in October with root beer production. We were like an assembly line as we bottled and stored the root beer until Thanksgiving. Then, with my mother’s home-cooked feast finally on the table, we would uncap the root beer. It was one of his traditions that we could all get behind.

As a teen, I thought my dad tried to make us culturally odd on purpose. However, as a young adult, I realized that he had built in us a sense of family identity. Within a larger culture spinning out of control, my dad had thoughtfully engineered our stable family culture. His insistence on low-tech, older ways was an effort to slow our world down so that we could be children. We grew up with a rich background of games and memories unique to us. Having only one child myself, I often retold my childhood stories to my son. As a mom, I created stories and songs for him to remember.

Belonging to Christ, I have come to realize the power of identity. With a family of people, there is joy in shared stories and meals. In the midst of hardship, we can fall in line behind what we know is true and it will light our paths, shielding us from the attacks of an enemy.

As a moral and duty-loving man, my father led us to the knowledge of right and wrong and instilled in us a faithfulness to serve. I thank God for my dad, and I stand on this promise: One day he will intimately know his heavenly Father who instilled every good thing in him.

Do you have a favorite childhood memory about your father? Share it below. We’d love to read about it!

Written by Eileen Quinn

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