The Legacy of My Uncle

This is a story about my late uncle. He was a preacher and my pastor. I have knew him well ever since I was a toddler. Every time I attend church, I listened to him preach the Word of God. Although I joined a Baptist church when I was an infant, Elder Donald Bowden had been a preacher at a local non-denominational church with the holiness doctrine. I know him for a long time. It first started in a church home. It was a regular-sized house. We worshiped there for a while. Not only I enjoyed listening to them, but he was a great Christian minister who was perfectly used by God on ALL occasions. He also enjoyed helping the poor and those who were in need. His heart was always warm inside. He was a devout Christian and he NEVER set one foot out of his faith. He was a true man of God. He always visits nursing homes to show love and care for the people there. He even preached the gospel and sing songs to them and the rest of the family did too. Bowden even invited ministers from other churches to preach at his church. He even preach at other churches too. And guess what, I enjoyed listening to the preachers he invited as well. We didn't worship at the little church forever, so Elder Donald Bowden thought of a master plan. He made a suggestion for us to make donations for bricks to build a new church. So we made donations. While the church was under construction, my brother and I went with my grandfather to help him with the church. Years before, he held a fund-raising carnival on the land of the future church. Though we were still at the church house at the time, we were still preparing for the new church building. I am forever grateful for him bring the gospel to me. Better yet, I am thankful for a man like him and God deserves all of the praise from us. He always buy bread for the church and many more things. We even went on trips with the church. I will always remember, cherish, and reminisce on the good times I had with my uncle. His legacy will carry on, but NO ONE can clone him whatsoever. He knew which buttons to push and he knew what went wrong. He is now in the Hands of the Lord Jesus Christ. I hope we meet each other again because only God can do it. Thank you all for listening to me and I am wishing you a blessed one.

Be God's.
-Victor