"The deepest spiritual lessons are not learned by His letting us have our way in the end, but by His making us wait, bearing with us in love and patience until we are able honestly to pray what He taught His disciples to pray:

'Thy Will Be Done'."

~Elisabeth Elliot

Friday, July 25, 2008

Memory...I can smile at the old days...

Lately, I've been reminiscing a little of the "good ole' days"... the younger days when my biggest problem was that I got a detention for chewing gum (ok, well to be fair they did give me three tries, but I never really learned my lesson). I was looking through my high school yearbooks this week and as I read through the summer wishes from classmates and inside jokes from close friends, I realized that I don't really remember very much at all. Certain references to things that back then were so funny (obviously they would have had to be funny to a certain degree to make it into the yearbook as a summary of the year) and to be honest, I couldn't even remember what some things meant! This made me sad! I loved high school and wish I could remember more of the fun times...however, I also loved moving on from that stage in my life too. I feel like I need a reunion just so I can ask people, "What does this mean?" I will be the nerd walking around making notes in my old yearbooks. I bumped into someone from high school about two years ago and they couldn't even remember who I was! (I was hoping that I was a little more memorable than that! Especially since we had the same circle of friends) At that point, I had only been out of school for six years! Will we eventually forget everything?

Today, I found a scar on the bottom of my foot and I can't remember where it came from. Wouldn't you think I would remember something like that? It's not like it's everyday that you get an injury on the bottom of your foot...plus, it would have caused an inconvenience of some type as far as walking. To me, this should have stuck out in my memory...but it didn't.

Private side bar: That didn't make me as sad as forgetting the inside jokes from high school.

To be honest, I don't really know where this post is heading. Although, as I was reading last night, I found a little passage that somehow connected with me. Here it is....

"I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done."

This was a Psalm from David found in chapter 143 verse 5.

I realize that there is a lot of things that I will want to remember and may, without knowing, forget...and there are a lot of things I will want to forget and even if I tried wouldn't be able to. All of us have scars and most of them we probably can't remember where they came from...and then there are those that bring back a memory....a story.

My hope is that in twenty plus years from now, if I don't remember this post...I will at least "remember the days of long ago". That I will meditate and consider what God had done in my life during this time in my life. That I will be able to think back and recall the times that He was so presently and actively working in my life. That the "scars" of my life will trigger a memory or testimony of God's faithfulness to me. That through the high peak times, I will see Him carrying me just as much as the low valley times. God has done great things!

Read Psalm 136 and you will see how He truly is mighty, faithful and all-powerful and through it all "His love endures forever.

2 comments:

heatherkelli said...

haha. I really don't think its funny that you have a scar on your foot.... but I'm sure it's not from jumping off the top bunk bed and landing on a metal tin... lol. Do you remember when I did that? You laughed at me ... not with me~! lol.

thegleamofrosetea said...

i like this post. love you:)