TODAY IN HIS WORD COMES FROM:
(1 Sam. 12:7 NKJV)
Now therefore, stand still, that I may reason with you before the Lord concerning all the righteous acts of the Lord which He did to you and your fathers.
THOUGHT TO PONDER:
When Samuel was old and about ready to die, he did what so many others before him had done; he retold the stories of old. He reminded the people what God had done for them. He instilled in them a remembrance of the acts of God that had been handed down to them. He reminded them of their inheritance, and tried to help them to see that every step of the way-- there had been God.
INSIGHT INTO HIS WORD:
I have this photo of me as a VERY little girl (I think about 2 and half years old-- not quite 3) where I am in the backyard and I had just grabbed my grandfather's hand and said, "Papaw lets go..." and my grandfather turned and started following me to where I wanted to go.
Now the reason for this photo is that I had just been in the kitchen with my grandmother and my mother, and had gotten a very stern "NO" to something I wanted. I guess I must have made a face, and even at that age (I am told) was already raising my right eyebrow when quirked about something, and headed out back. My grandmother had a feeling as to what I was about to do and grabbed the camera-- and sure enough, she new me well. But even better-- she knew my grandfather! The very next photo that followed is of me sitting protected in my grandfather's lap out on the back patio, holding a coca-cola in my hands, that by the way took BOTH hands, and you can see a little bit of brown on my month from the drink I just had. The story is that my grandmother went out there and said, "Now Dallas, we just told her she couldn't have a coke..." My grandfather replied, "No you told her she couldn't have a Dr. Pepper, you didn't say a coke, so I gave her one...." You can imagine the reaction from my grandmother!
NOW I was way to young to really remember this incident-- and MANY others I can share with you in detail-- but I have the photo, and most of all, I have the retelling of this store over and over again from years! My grandmother has repeated this story to me -- and any one who will listen-- as my grandfather has sat and laughed and said, "Yep..." so many a time, that it has become a fond memory for me. And during my life, I have sat at my grandmother's table in front of family, friends, and even boyfriends while she has retold antics I have done (and things my granddad has let me get away with) over and OVER again! So that now not only are they engrafted into my brain, but my brothers (who where not even there most of the time) can retell things about me. In fact a few years before my grandmother died my mother was visiting them; and her, my aunt, and cousins were all sitting at the dining room table with my grandfather on his stool, and as always my grandmother started in with, "Well I remember when Lisa...." I have to laugh because I was told that afterwards my aunt looked at my mother and politely asked, "When is your daughter going to come visit and create some NEW memories for us to laugh over..."
Now my grandmother has died, but not the memories of the things I did as a young child. Thanks to my grandmother's stories, I have a lifetime of memories I keep-- and so does the rest of my family. And what is funny is that, I am finding out they are being shared with the "next generation." A while back I was at my mother's house and my boys were sitting at her counter and I was in the back, but I heard something familiar, and I thought to myself, "what?" so I went walking into the kitchen and there sat my boys listens and laughing as my mother was sharing something I had done way back when!
This is all nice and I things I do treasure; it is nice that my children will have memories that are being pasted down about me, BUT where is God? I am sorry to say He wasn't much around-- well obviously He was, but you won't hear about God things repeated from my childhood; HOWEVER something my children will be able to pass down from here is GOD'S HANDPRINTS in my life from now! I share them with who ever will listen! God amazes me, and I find such a delight and joy in seeing how God moves in my life. And I share these sightings with my children, so that the next generation will know too. Yes, it is nice that my children know things about me as a little girl, and they find amusement in these stories, but what is more important to me is where do they see God in my life, and how will they remember God in my life now.
When the Israelites came out of the desert and stepped into their promised lands they carried with them a legacy and lifetime of memories of what God had done for them. Scripture says: Israel served the Lord all the days of Joshua, and all the days of the elders who outlived Joshua, who had known all the works of the Lord which He had done for Israel (Joshua 24:31 NKJV). But what is so incredibly sad is that after awhile the children and generations to come forgot what God had done for them. They hadn't witnessed God's remarkable hand of the Red Sea, the Jordan crossing and the victory in battle, and as the elders died the stories began to die with them. The new generations began to loose reverence for God, and what was being passed down, was not lessons on how to keep those memories alive and how to live for God. And eventually they turned away from God until life got horrible and they started crying out in pain with a faded memory and "Oh, yeah wait, where is God...?"
My friend, where is the Lord, if WE do not pass down what God has done? It saddens me sometimes to see some of the crazy things we, as people, will talk about over and over again, and share some of the antics that others have done-- but yet never once mention God or give glory and praise for how He has helped or moved in our lives. Sometimes the only way to be able to grow or stand in faith, is to be able to repeat and remind ourselves of what God has done and said. So I have taken a lesson from my grandmother; I have written them down, I bring them up in conversation, and I repeat them over and over again. It's the only way I know to keep the memories of what God has promised me and done for me alive.
We really do have an enemy, scripture says "Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour" (1 Peter 5:8 NKJV). And one of the ways the enemy can devour us is within our own memories, when we lay them down and forget the awesome works of God. That is why so often we see in the Bible God's chosen leaders reciting the acts of God. Moses did, Joshua did, so did Samuel; but it didn't stop with these men, and it shouldn't stop with us. Let US be where these memories are renewed and begin again. Let God's movements and deeds have life in our stories that are passed down to our children and generations to come.
My friend, a thought I would like to leave you with today-- or better yet a lesson from God's own Word for you to think about is: The Lord made an agreement with Jacob and gave the teachings to Israel, which he commanded our ancestors to teach to their children. Then their children would know them, even their children not yet born. And they would tell their children. So they would all trust God and would not forget what he had done but would obey his commands (Ps. 78:5-7 NCV).
Let us not be like the Israelites of before who let the glory of God fade; let not others look at our lives and wonder "Where is God." My friend, don't play God down in your albums of life, instead let Him shine!
PRAYING IN FAITH:
Father God, we simply come before You in reverence, with praise and worship to say, Thank You for simply being God!
In Christ Jesus Name,
~ My friend, have a wonderful and blessed day,