Thursday, August 3, 2023

Revisit

I recently wrote a post about giving the Lord His due. It's not gonna happen, at least, not in the sense that I could ever give Him all the glory and honor He is due. Not even on my best day. But I can give Him all I've got. One way is through revisiting. It's a spiritual discipline I just made up. Well, not really --there's nothing new under the sun, right? And in 1 Samuel 7, Samuel set up a stone, named it Ebenezer, which means stone of help, and said, "Thus far has the Lord helped us." In Joshua 4, Joshua commands the men to set up twelve stones as a memorial of the wonder God worked at the Jordan River, and His provision for His people. Revisiting --okay, you might call it remembering-- is a great way to give God some of that glory He is due.

When I write an article or post something on the Broken to Breathless Facebook page, I try to accompany it with a picture that "fits" the text. I begin searching photos I have saved over the years, photos I've taken of friends and family, of places we've visited or events we've attended. And though I'm on a mission, so to speak, though there's purpose in what I'm doing, sometimes I can't help but get lost in my thoughts; I can't help but remember how good God has been in giving us so many great people in our life or in the interesting ways He has provided for us over all of these crazy years. This blog was designed as an offering, a means by which I revisit the myriad ways God teaches and leads and transforms, and I praise Him for it. This blog was designed as a place to give Him as much of His due as I can possibly give and share with you as accurately and eloquently as I can His matchless worth. It is my opportunity to revisit and proclaim, because if we're revisiting, if we're seeing even the trials and troubles of years past in light of the good God has brought out of them, how can we not share that with others? How can we not celebrate?

So, that's it for today. Revisit. Go through an old calendar. Look at your photos from a few years back. Sit quietly and remember your parents or their parents. Hold your first dog's collar in your hands or the pressed flower from your child's funeral. Touch the scar from your surgery. Go to a department store and smell your dad's favorite cologne. Call your college roommate and stroll down Memory Lane together. Listen to music from the '80s. Visit a cemetery. Step into your childhood Sunday school room. Open up one of your old journals. Revisit the good, the bad, the ugly. But revisit them through the lens of God's great love for you, His provision, His faithfulness, and His desire to see you become ambassadors for and imitators of Jesus Christ. And give Him His due.

2 comments:

  1. My favorite picture is of my Mom, my brother ,and I in our jams before bed smiling as our Mom read to us. We were about 5 and 7. She loved us the best she could. My Dad took the picture. We didn’t have a perfect life but there was love. I need to remember that way more!

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    1. What a wonderful memory and a beautiful way to give God the glory by honoring your parents ❤️

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