By Jen Cameron, Local Missions Pastor at Seacoast Church
If you’ve lived long enough, you already know—life is beautiful, but it’s not always easy. It brings joy, but also hardship, heartache, and seasons of uncertainty. Over time, one truth becomes clear: we need something solid to hold on to. A deeply rooted faith in Jesus Christ isn’t just comforting—it’s essential. He is our compass when we’re lost, our anchor in life’s storms, and our strength when we are weak.
When life feels chaotic, our bodies grow tired, or the world becomes confusing, Jesus remains our firm foundation. He gives us peace, purpose, and the ability to leave a lasting legacy. My grandmother, Iva Robinson, taught me this—not with sermons, but with her life.
Iva’s journey wasn’t easy. Like many of us, she had little control over the twists and turns of life. But through it all, her trust in Jesus never wavered. She lived out Philippians 4:6–7, which reminds us not to be anxious, but to pray and present our needs to God. In return, He gives a peace that goes beyond understanding. That was my grandmother’s daily reality.
Faith didn’t shield her from hardship, but it gave her resilience. Isaiah 40:31 says that those who place their hope in the Lord will renew their strength. At 57, newly single and without savings or a career, Iva chose to begin again. She earned a teaching certificate and later became a nurse—launching a new life when most people her age were retiring. She faced fears, no doubt, but walked by faith, not by sight. Her story became a living example for our family of what it means to rely on God and persevere.
Iva also understood that faith is the most meaningful inheritance we can leave. While she first sensed God’s presence as a child, it wasn’t until later that she fully surrendered to Him. That decision changed the spiritual direction of our family. Proverbs 13:22 says, “A good person leaves an inheritance for their children’s children.” Material wealth fades, but a legacy of faith endures.
When the time came for her to leave this world, Iva did so with peace and joyful anticipation. She knew where she was going and who she would meet. Her final request reflected her spirit: “Comb my hair so I don’t look like John the Baptist when I meet Jesus!” Even at the end, her faith was rooted in joy, humility, and a touch of humor.
My grandmother’s life was a powerful reminder that deeply rooted faith in Jesus gives us strength, direction, and peace—no matter what life brings. And for that, I am forever grateful.
