Remember

I heard this today.

“God calls us to remember.”

It’s true isn’t it?

“He causes us to remember His wonderful works.”

I love the verb.  He causes.

My daughter wears a necklace for this purpose.  And, not because she might forget.  She’ll never forget.  She wears this memory to hold dear and preserve what was dearly and desperately desired.

A permanent reminder, so to speak.

There was a tattoo on the arm of another.   

I know of a lily that was planted because it blooms every summer.

A timely photo was framed.

Over and over we’re told to remember.

Remember you were “chosen long ago”.  Remember it’s “by His dust you were made“.  You were “formed in utter seclusion woven together in the dark of the womb”.

They remember.

Nothing is certain with life.  It can be short.

It has been explained to us that a generation died and another generation grew up who did not acknowledge the Lord or remember the mighty things that He had done.  So, we are  called to remember.  We will not hide these truths from our children.  We will tell the next generation.

We will wear necklaces and tattoos.   We will plant.  We will frame.

Children are a gift from Him.

The Kingdom of Heaven belongs to them.

We’ve all been them.

Little children.

Psalm 111

Psalm 139

Judges 2

Ecclesiastes 7

Psalm 89