It’s taken me almost a lifetime to realize that I have inherited a spiritual fortune, stretching far beyond a trust fund or antique furniture. I’m a mom, a wife, a musician, a teacher, a book lover, a Red Sox fan, a runner, a really smooth dancer, a daughter, and now an accomplished author (well, almost accomplished).
I have always known the story of my great-great grandfather, J. Wilbur Chapman. He is the author of the famous hymns One Day (living he loved me…) and Our Great Savior, and he wrote The Secret of a Happy Day. At the turn of the century he was a powerful evangelist along with his friend and collegeaue Dwight L. Moody.
God has been stirring in me a passion to uncover the timeless truths of the gospel from a man I’d never met but felt like I’d known all my life. I want to preach the rest of his sermons and write the last verses of his unfinished hymns. It is a labor of love and an honor to be handed his life’s legacy.
I am an answer to prayers prayed long ago.
I am the arrow that left his bow.
I am willing to walk the road opening before me.
My life counts. My words matter. My heart is open. This is my inheritance.