Inheritance

Inheritance

Inheritance is something owned by someone that upon their death they leave this thing to you. It is meant to be a blessing to help you.

          Ill. My mother’s grandfather was a farmer and owned a lot of land in Tennessee. But for some reason got offended at my mom’s dad – his daughters son in law (my grandfather) and when great grandfather died he left all this land to his other kids but none to his daughter all because he was angry with his son in law. My mom’s family was poor and they had 8 kids and if anyone needed an inheritance they did.

          That one offense costs my grandparents an inheritance, and then possibly my mom from inheriting some land and even me.

A good man leaves an inheritance to his children's children, but the sinner's wealth is laid up for the righteous.  Prov. 13:22

-        Good to leave something for children and grand children. Money, land, house, something special to you.

My mom or dad never received an inheritance. My wife or I have never received one either. In some ways it feels like we should have had some of that land like others were given – like inheritance stolen.

In reality we all have been given a great inheritance – from Jesus. It is an inheritance we are to receive now and use it so that it makes our lives better here and now. Truth is I never realized this until just a few months ago while at the Fall retreat in Living Waters. Something Mike Atkins said that provoked my thinking about inheritance.

He said, “Satan is out to steal your inheritance.”

This got me thinking about, what is my inheritance? IT is not heaven because that is after I die, so what is my inheritance now. I know eternal life but beyond that I had to wonder is there more?

Just a few weeks ago it came to me in some reading about your “inheritance words”. “What are your inheritance words?” I had no clue. I read on and it described inheritance words like this.

“Inheritance words come when God opens up a scripture that He wants you to live in. It is like the scripture jumps off the page and wraps itself around you. Your spirit leaps your heart pounds, and you know God is speaking to you. He is saying to you, “Everything in this scripture belongs to you. You need to stay here until you find everything I want you to have in this scripture. Every promise, everything I say in this scripture, I will do for you. It is your inheritance word.”  

Ill. An inheritance word is like a buried treasure. The Bible is your treasure map

Pic of treasure map

and on that may you have some places where X marks a special spot where your inheritance word is buried. No one would think to follow a treasure map to where “X” marks and get there, but never dig to find the treasure.

Your treasure has to be mined by you with HS your Helper. He will point out to you, key words, connected scriptures, to be excavated for deeper truth.

-        I recommend reading different versions of the Bible then writing your own personalized version with your name in it as if God is speaking directly to you.

One of my inheritance words is Psalm 46 but particularly verse 10.

“Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the heathen. I will be exalted in the earth.” Psalm 46:10

Key words = “still”  and the word “know” require digging deeper.

Ask Holy Spirit to teacher you what this means to you.

“Step out of traffic! Take a long and loving look at Me, above politics, above everything.”  Message Bible

Gary, would you just stop, be still a moment and know that I am God and you are not in control – I Am! I will be exalted in this world and in your life, so be still and know this!     Personalized.

 What inheritance Words do you have?

It is not about you trying to get something. It is about you being peaceful and receiving from Him. His inheritance Words are going to come to you. You can’t stop them. But you will have to protect them from being stolen from you.

Jesus said, “The thief does not come, except to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they might have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.”  John 10:10

Satan, our adversary, is a thief to us. What is this thief wanting to steal from you? Your inheritance! His promise words to claim.

Jesus taught in Mark 4, “ A sower (preacher) went out to sow seed (preach the Word) into the ground (people’s lives). As he sowed, some seed fell beside the path, and the birds of the air came and devoured it.”  Mark 4:3

Later Jesus interpreted this for the disciples and us:

“These are those beside the path, where the word is sown. But when they hear, Satan comes immediately and takes away the Word which is sown in their hearts.”  Mark 4:15

Going to church is good but not good enough. The Word is sown but Satan, your adversary is coming to steal that word so that it does not produce anything good in your life.

-        I wonder how much we have had stolen from us?

Why does Satan come to steal the Word from you?

Because, “faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the Word of God.” Romans 10:17

         

Satan wants to steal – kill and destroy.

1.   To steal the Word because it brings faith

2.   To kill your faith because it brings your inheritance

3.   To destroy your inheritance because this is what Jesus died for in order to give you now!

An inheritance is something given to you after someone dies.

Jesus died to give you His inheritance.

It’s time to claim your inheritance and manifest it in this life.

Ill. Years ago, there was a very wealthy man who, with his devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they traveled around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection. Priceless works by Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet and many others adorned the walls of the family estate. The widowed, elder man looked on with satisfaction as his only child became an experienced art collector. The son’s trained eye and sharp business mind caused his father to beam with pride as they dealt with art collectors around the world.

As winter approached, war engulfed the nation, and the young man left to serve his country. After only a few short weeks, his father received a telegram. His beloved son was missing in action. The art collector anxiously awaited more news, fearing he would never see his son again. Within days, his fears were confirmed. The young man had died while rushing a fellow soldier to a medic.

Distraught and lonely, the old man faced the upcoming Christmas holidays with anguish and sadness. The joy of the season, a season that he and his son had so looked forward to, would visit his house no longer. On Christmas morning, a knock on the door awakened the depressed old man. As he walked to the door, the masterpieces of art on the walls only reminded him that his son was not coming home.

As he opened the door, he was greeted by a soldier with a large package in his hand. He introduced himself to the man by saying, "I was a friend of your son. I was the one he was rescuing when he died. May I come in for a few moments? I have something to show you." As the two began to talk, the soldier told of how the man’s son had told everyone of his, not to mention his father’s, love of fine art. "I’m an artist," said the soldier, "and I want to give you this." As the old man unwrapped the package, the paper gave way to reveal a portrait of the son.

Though the world would never consider it the work of a genius, the painting featured the young man’s face in striking detail. Overcome with emotion, the man thanked the soldier, promising to hang the picture over the fireplace. A few hours later, after the soldier had departed, the old man set about his task.

True to his word, the painting went well above the fireplace, pushing aside thousands of dollars of paintings. And then the man sat in his chair and spent Christmas gazing at the gift he had been given. During the days and weeks that followed, the man realized that even though his son was no longer with him, the boy’s life would live on because of those he had touched. He would soon learn that his son had rescued dozens of wounded soldiers before a bullet stilled his caring heart.

As the stories of his son’s gallantry continued to reach him, fatherly pride and satisfaction began to ease the grief. The painting of his son soon became his most prized possession, far eclipsing any interest in the pieces for which museums around the world clamored. He told his neighbors it was the greatest gift he had ever received.

The following spring, the old man became ill and passed away. The art world was in anticipation!Unmindful of the story of the man’s only son, but in his honor, those paintings would be sold at an auction. According to the will of the old man, all of the art works would be auctioned on Christmas day, the day he had received his greatest gift. The day soon arrived and art collectors from around the world gathered to bid on some of the world’s most spectacular paintings. Dreams would be fulfilled this day; greatness would be achieved as many claim "I have the greatest collection." The auction began with a painting that was not on any museum’s list. It was the painting of the man’s son. The auctioneer asked for an opening bid. The room was silent.

"Who will open the bidding with $100?" he asked. Minutes passed. No one spoke. From the back of the room came, "Who cares about that painting? It’s just a picture of his son. Let’s forget it and go on to the good stuff."

More voices echoed in agreement. "No, we have to sell this one first," replied the auctioneer. "Now, who will take the son?" Finally, a friend of the old man spoke, "Will you take ten dollars for the painting? That’s all I have. I knew the boy, so I’d like to have it."

"I have ten dollars. Will anyone go higher?" called the auctioneer. After more silence, the auctioneer said, "Going once, going twice. Gone." The gavel fell, cheers filled the room and someone exclaimed, "Now we can get on with it and we can bid on these treasures!"

The auctioneer looked at the audience and announced the auction was over. Stunned disbelief quieted the room. Someone spoke up and asked, "What do you mean it’s over? We didn’t come here for a picture of some old guy’s son. What about all of these paintings? There are millions of dollars of art here! I demand that you explain what’s going on here!" The auctioneer replied, "It’s very simple. According to the will of the father, whoever takes the son…gets it all."

Puts things into perspective doesn’t it? Just as those art collectors discovered on that Christmas Day, the message is still the same: the love of a Father, a Father whose greatest joy came from His Son, who went away and gave His life rescuing others. And because of that Father’s love, whoever takes the Son, gets it all.