Nana rose up and did good in the sight of God.
She established a daily desire and hunger
For the Word of The Lord during a time of famine.
She had little but did much with it.
But failed to tear down the high places.

Mom and dad rose up and did good in the sight of God,
But failed to remain faithful to seek The Lord
Thereby refortifying idolatry once again in the low places.
They forgot The Lord and sought to build for themselves.
They left the high places standing,
Which greatly increased their might and power.
They had much but did little with it.

Laurie rose up and did good in the sight of God.
She struggled painfully as she tore down
The idols in the low places.
She restored a daily desire and hunger
For the Word of The Lord.
She bravely went up to the high places
To tear down and destroy the idols of Baal
And build altars to the Everlasting God.
She’s had much and sought God thoroughly.

A mixed heritage was passed down.
One of darkness, lies and half-truths.
One of daily seeking The Lord
and following hard after Him.
One of idol worship and religious legalism.

The high places long ago established
And deeply entrenched
Have loomed perpetually on the horizon
With little hope of ever being destroyed.

The low places were that of a
Daily call to war and blood-filled battles
Showing little signs of success
And even less of their permanent destruction.

A long hard journey with a
Dogged determination never to quit.
A literal fight to the death of self.
A fight to the overthrow of the enemy.
An unwillingness to tolerate his presence.

A desire to rebuild to Ancient Ruins
And forever establish the Word of The Lord
As the only way that leads to life.
A heart that follows hard often Him.

A woman who fears The Lord
And desires to leave a beautiful heritage
For her children’s children’s children
Whatever the cost, no matter how high.
A woman who chose to pay the price
So that her daughters wouldn’t have to.

This is a good legacy.
This is a Godly legacy
That will stand for a thousand generations.
This is a Daughter after the very heart of God.

~ Laurie Pontious-Andrews


About unabashedhope

The name Unabashed Hope comes from my favorite poem by Emily Dickinson. Unabashed means not embarrassed, disconcerted or ashamed. I believe Emily's poem, Hope is the Thing with Feathers, says it best: Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.

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