My influence

My recent study of the Scripture has taken me into the Old Testament. It's interesting to read the history of God's dealings with His people. 
As I have read, I've laughed at the stupidity of the human race; shook my head at the brevity of faith that some people have had following God doing amazing things; and ultimately my studies have caused me to contemplated my own part in the Kingdom.
It's easy to scrutinize the actions of others. I do it all the time. Watching football, driving, give advice. 
But today, I was challenged. Challenged by the Facebook responses to the death of a standout high school athlete. His friends reminisced all of the times that they had partied together, done crazy things while in a drunken stupor, etc. 
The legacy that this guy left behind following his drug overdose was sad, to say the least. 
So I ask myself a question: what would people post on FB about me? Would the posts read:
Matt was a good ole boy.
Matt loved BBQ.
Matt was funny.


That scares me. Scares me to think about what my God will say. Will He be proud of me? As I watch my life play back, will I have made a difference? Am I making the world a better place? But most importantly, do those in my life see Jesus in me?
The bottom line is, I want to make a difference. A positive difference.