Sunday, June 21, 2009

father's day...


...has me thinking about inheritance. I've studied the inheritance of the 12 tribes of Israel. I've read East of Eden. I can't square of the beliefs my crazy fundamentalist parents have of legacy with those stories. My parents have been fairly successful. Their suburban Chicago home is paid off. They each own a used Lexus and spend free time travelling. Nothing flashy, but they're in good shape.

Last summer my brother told me they're not leaving us anything in their will. Their estate will be divided into 4 parts. Each child will then designate a charity to donate that money to that falls within the guidelines my parents have pre-determined. They've only announced this to my brother. Aside from that, they've asked me several times if there are objects I want. Ask now, or it's gone. The only item I wanted turned out to be the first gift my dad gave my mom- a jade bracelet. She lost it. I wish that instead of asking me to ask my parents would choose something special for me just like God chose something special for each of his tribes.

This stream of thought has spilled over into prayer ideas. Should I keep asking for things I want, or should I just hope and expect that God has a special inheritance for me that he's carved out in his will for me? Better than what I would ask for. No conclusions on this yet.

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