A father’s dream, but a son’s reality

By Chris Williams

January 14, 1998 was no doubt one of the worst days of my life, while leading a bible study my pager begin buzzing; my pager, wow.

It was a 911 page from my father’s home. After asking someone to return the call for me, I would soon discover that my father and best friend had died suddenly, at 53-years-old of a massive heart attack, while preaching a revival in Oklahoma.

Fast forward. Just nine days later I was standing in front of thousands of people performing the daunting, yet honorable task of delivering his eulogy. I remember it as if it were yesterday. My title was “A Father’s Dream but a Son’s Reality.”

Within the duration of my time, I vowed to finish what my father had started. You see it was really a statement of legacy, in which I made a promise to him that I would carry on the ministry that he, and his father before him, had begun.

Fast forward, 17 years later. Here I am planting The Church at Antioch, all because I had a promise to fulfill and a legacy to carry out, not just my own ambition, but one that is fueled by the life of two great men.

I am the proud product of Moses L. Williams and Merkle J. Williams. While I realize that most are not privileged to have before them the stalwart examples that I had, that does not mean that legacy cannot be realized.

Fathers, I challenge you to make a vow this Father’s Day that you will start now, in your generation, to build and create a legacy that your sons and daughters can carry on.

Do this, so that one day they can make the same promise to you, like I made to my dad on January 23, 1998. I vowed to him that I would finish what he started.

Passing on faith and a life purpose to your children is the most important legacy you can leave.

Happy Father’s Day.

Williams is Pastor of The Church@Antioch.

One Comment to “A father’s dream, but a son’s reality”

  1. Roy Peacock says:

    Pastor Chris

    Thank you for your story of legacy. Praying for you as you plant the church in Antioch from Preston, Washington. Blessings to you, brother.

    Roy Peacock

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