I had a birthday last week. March 10th, to be exact. I know at least three other people with March 10th birthdays. One of them was born the same year as me, too. But there have been others with March 10th birthdays, people you’ll probably be a little bit more familiar with. People who are interesting. These are three of the most interesting:
I have the same birthday as Chuck Norris. Party’s over. You can stop reading now. I honestly don’t know a whole lot about Chuck Norris, but I thought it was super duper cool that he was born on my birthday.
I found out just a few months ago that I also share a birthday with Harriet Tubman. How cool is that? A woman who once was a slave and then did so much to abolish slavery in America. What better legacy is there? But on the flip side of that…
Osama Bin Laden
Yes, ladies and gents, that’s correct. I also share a birthday with a terrorist. A man who has a legacy, one that will be remembered for years to come, but one not worth replicating.
These are people who left deep marks on our world, some for good and others for evil. So as I stand on the brink of adulthood and begin to make decisions that will determine my destination, I get to choose. Which legacy do I want to leave? How do I want to be remembered? What do I want people to say about me at my funeral?
And I’m reminded of the importance of showing up, of being there for people and loving people. I want that to be my legacy. I want that to be how I’m remembered. I want to love people in a way that leaks Jesus all over. I want Him to be my legacy. What better thing could I leave with the world?