Psalm 116:11(a) [NASB]
Years ago, my mother had shared with me bits of information about her ancestors. They fought in the Civil War and traveled cross-country in covered wagons. Maybe they lived in the colonies, but Mom wasn’t sure about that. Since I don’t like missing pieces, I began searching for them, and when I found them and put them together, I discovered something amazing.
My great-grandfather’s name was William Doty. His father was Nathan Doty. Nathan’s father was Joseph, and Joseph’s father was another William. His father was Jacob, and Jacob’s father was Isaac, and Isaac’s father was Edward. None of this meant anything to me until I dug deeper into the lives of these men. There I discovered my legacy—the path God set for my very existence.
Edward Doty was one of the first emigrants to live on what is now U. S. soil. Almost four hundred years ago, in 1620, he stood on the deck of a wooden tall ship 95-feet long with a three-masted rig of courses and topsails. While sailing from England to North America, he heard the waves slap the hull, and he felt the sea spray on his face, just as I would in the twenty-first century. It must have felt good to Edward, my seventh great-grandfather. It must have felt right as he headed toward his destination. The name of his ship? The Mayflower.
See? Sailing is in my genes.
Generation after generation, since the foundation of time, we are God’s children. He sets the course of our lives from birth to eternity. In the beginning, God said to Adam and Eve, “Be fruitful and multiply, and replenish the earth.” Adam and Eve gave birth to Cain and Cain’s son was Enoch, and Enoch’s son was Irad . . . and on and on. The Bible says in Psalm 127:3, “Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.” (NIV) Do you know your heritage? Who walked ahead of you on the path of your life?
Have you ever experienced a déjà vu moment that might connect you with an ancient ancestor?