Legacy

My daddy is not your "average Joe". He has a bit of creativeness in him that we sometimes forget about, I guess Michelle got those genes from him, because Jenn & I stink at being crafty! He's not like an artsy person by any means. (I'm laughing just thinking of him painting a canvas!) He tries to spice up life, I guess you can say. He wants things to be different, he loves new ideas, and doesn't really like "normal". So, for his Sunday school lesson yesterday, he wanted to do something different. It was on legacies. One day last week he came over as I'm feeding Ashton baby food, changing Ethan's diaper, and trying to find Avery a snack. My hair is in my face, toys are everywhere, you can't walk without something singing "ABCDEFG......", I haven't peed in like 6 hours. (sorry, just trying to set the scene!) I'm like "here hold this kid", and he's like "no..I just need to ask you something" "well ask while your holding" "no" "okay, well what do you want". Okay..I'm probably exaggerating a little bit, but that's what I do. Ask my family. He asked me to write a legacy about him, so as I'm wiping peas off my face I say "Well, that sounds gruesome..". He then goes to explain what he's doing. He asked Michelle, myself and Jenn to write a legacy about him. What we think of when we think of him. Jenn says this was just an "ego-boost" for him. See, we have said for years his theme song is "Your so vein, you probably think this song is about you.." Okay, so I'm pumped to do this. I used to LOVE to write and make up stories. So I see Michelle & Jenn later that day and tell them how excited I am about this, and Jenn is like about to puke because she hates this stuff and Michelle wants to know what I'm going to write but I refuse to tell her. I write mine the next day. It's a whole flipping page long, and I'm proud. Won't let anyone read it or anything! Friday night Michelle says "Mine is TWO PAGES long!!" I say, "Well, that's great but mine will make you cry!" :) Yes, we're a tad bit competitive! Mom calls Sunday morning reminding me to bring my legacy to church. See, Mom had to read these in class, and Dad wasn't supposed to know which one of us wrote them but he could tell immediately whose was whose. After Sunday school, Mom came over to me with a tear stained face, and mascara smeared under her eyes and says "SEE WHAT YOU DID TO ME!" I just smile, because I knew it was going to make her cry. And I knew Daddy would be beaming because he just had a major ego-boost! :) Okay, I guess I'll let you read this legacy of my Daddy, through the eyes of me anyways....

According to Google, the definition of legacy as a noun means, an amount of money or property left to someone in a will. Ya hear that Dad? I'm your favorite, remember? Okay, kidding. I know I'm tied for 2nd with my sisters. But you love me more than your son in-laws, however I happen to be married to one of them, so I guess he gets what I get? Now, according to Google, the definition of legacy as an adjective means, something transmitted by or received from an ancestor or predecessor or from the past. Is this what you meant? I'm not really going by what Google says of course, but when you asked me to write a legacy of you, I wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing, so of course I turned to the world wide web. 

Funny, when you asked me to do this, your Sunday school lesson about legacy falls on Founder's Day. When I think of Eastwood, I think of the history. I think home. Founder's Day to some, may not mean much, but I have always enjoyed it. Whether the church is full of charter members, and old preachers, or just the regular crowd. I can't help but feel excitement when I think of Founder's Day. I love when they put the old pictures out during the covered dish lunch each year, and each year I usually find a picture of you, one I have never seen. So as I'm writing and brainstorming about what to say, when I think of you as a legacy, my thoughts turn to those old pictures I find every year at Founder's Day. I think of the man of God you are. I'm proud to have a Daddy that made it important for me to be in church "every time the doors were open". I'm proud to have a Daddy that took time out on Saturday night, to take me on a date to show me how a boy should treat me when time to start dating. My 13th birthday, I received a ring from you that I promised to you, Momma, and God that I would not take off until my wedding day, and it had so much meaning behind it. I'm thankful God gave me both of you to see the importance behind that promise ring. When I think legacy of Jeff Kirchharr, I think about church. Not just the building but the body of Christ, and the example you have been for our family. I think about Monroe Meats & Cold Storage. It's okay, you can smile a little. :) I remember coming to your store after school for a balogne and hoop cheese sandwich with a coke in a glass bottle. Watching you with your customers, who were more like friends. I will always remember looking at your little business cards, they had the verse "As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." Proverbs 27:17. I guess you can say, you sharpened our family. You showed us by words, and actions that having Christ in our lives is so important. I think of the husband you are to Momma. As much as we say "ewwww! stop kissing in front of us!", as we are older, we know how blessed we are to see how in love you still are after raising us 3, marrying 2, and your first grandchild on the way!  You showed us how our husbands should treat us.

The definition of legacy of Jeff Kirchharr from my point of view: Disciple, follower of Christ, great friend, knows when I need a hug, good listener, .....and talker! Awesome Diddy, outstanding husband,  and one proud PaPa! 

Was that good enough to be at the top of your will? ;)