Remember the Old
Remember the former things of old; for I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me. (Isaiah 46:9)
It blesses my heart to be needed by my kids, even my grown ones.
My son called me today, hoping against hope that I might still have his passport from a trip to Europe he took when he was twelve.
That was almost 18 years ago, but of course I had it. I had to do some digging, but I came out of that storage shed victorious with passport in hand!
Isn’t is funny how we keep so much from our children’s childhoods….especially our first child?
I have every sports uniform, every newspaper clipping, every report card, every lovingly drawn picture, and every photograph.
I have his little farm animal backpack that was permanently attached to him from the ages of 2-5. It actually still has 3 of his toy cars tucked safely inside.
I have all the scrapbooks I painstakingly made for his 18th birthday. Favorite ball caps and wrestling trophies take up some space, along with mementos from a childhood that was filled with adventure.
What fun it was to take a little trip through all those things, reflecting back to that little boy with the curls that fell over his eyes and the smile that melted, and still does, my heart.
It’s part of our mama journey….those time of recollection…those times of remembering the old.
God wants us to remember the old. He wants us to spend time taking that walk down memory lane with Him.
Do you remember when you first discovered the Holy Spirit?
Do you recall the feeling of being free from your sin and shame?
Is there a recollection of the sense of wonder that such an awesome God could love YOU?
How precious it is to sit and dwell on all God has done for you, on all He has provided, on all the goodness He has so freely and lovingly given you.
Yes, it is nice to take a walk with our memories. It is sweet to reflect back on special thoughts and people.
It is even sweeter to remind ourselves of God’s love. At the same time, it is crucial that we focus on what God has for us in our future.
We can only imagine the blessings He has in store. I think of my son, and I anticipate what God has for him.
I pray for him daily and I ask God to pour out his provision and protection upon my sweet boy. I ask the same for all my children.
I trust my God to maneuver them through this life, creating more memories along the way.
I trust that I will have many more opportunities to dig through boxes of treasure, looking for that specific something that has a special place in the hearts of my kids.
I hope to many more times in this life have the opportunity to remember the old, while looking towards the future with a confidence that only comes from knowing I am loved by my sweet Savior!