It started a couple months ago with a call from one of my best friends in life suggesting a visit to a special place God had met him 29 years ago
A couple days ago we both knelt down there and thanked God for the words he spoke that day... and requested that God continue to keep speaking into our lives for our remaining years
A special moment then
A special moment back then
Are you like me and ever sense a need to “mark the moment”
In Old testament times God would tell His people to set up stones to remember the great miracles He did for them-like crossing the Red Sea and delivering them in battle
Later on, we read these interesting statements from those who tell the story of Jesus that “after these things, His disciples remembered…”
I used to think, how could these people ever forget these things of God? How could they forget a miracle?
As I get older, I begin to understand a little clearer
As I get older, I forget more...and I can get pretty frustrated with my memory
I get mad that God made me this way sometimes
A friend shared a thought with me once that forgetting is a gift from God
Huh?
He suggested if we remembered all the things we had done wrong, all the evil thoughts we process, all the___________ (fill it in) we do, we might possibly go insane
Could being built with a “forgetter” in our brain be a measure of His love?
Could this be why He says, and even commands, to build an altar to remember?
Or to write His commandments on our doorposts?
Maybe that’s why my buddy and I sensed His closeness by that tree last week
We were remembering His touch in our lives 29 years ago
Maybe I need to do this more often-remember what He has done in my life
Mark the moments tangibly
Monday, November 3, 2008
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puts all those memorials in the MD/DC area into perspective. remember or risk forgetting....
the picture to the right reminds me of our big hike in NH a few years back...it was a miracle that I finished that for sure. That was the hike of my life. Love those memories with you.. :)
remember...remember...remember...
as i remember the memorable moments of my life i find that the details become fuzzier the older it get, but what doesn't change is the feeling that I have attached to the memory or moment. Some that stick out are the day i was married, or when I began my journey with Jesus, or the day each of my parents died. Intense emotions surround each of those events and it serves me will to go back to those places and feel those feelings. but most of all it reminds me the gift each of events were and moves me to keep pressing forward.
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