How quickly we forget.
As I've studied scripture over the last year, I see a common theme of humanity: we forget SO easily what God has done for us.
And this common theme of God speaking to his people: Remember. Remember rightly.
You all know that person, the one who loves to tell stories, gets so animated and excited, but over time the same story starts to change, not intentionally, but just as human nature. The story hasn't been remembered properly. My sister-in-law's husband does this to a fault. He's a GREAT story-teller, but his memory for what actually happened, cannot always be trusted. It makes for some hilarious exaggerated stories.
Because: we FORGET. And as the Israelites did throughout all of their history, this forgetfulness leads us to despair, to doubt, to disbelief that God is there for us.
So. Here, over 4 years since my last blog post, I decided it's time to share some of my story. To remember, as rightly as I can, the goodness of the Lord to me. And to share that goodness with you.
Perhaps it will only be for me, to reflect, process and live in gratitude for his gifts.
Or, perhaps one of you could see his goodness as well, or may be able to take something away from the flailing ways I've maneuvered what's been handed to me in this life.
I'm SUCH a researcher, reading people's blogs and life experiences, looking to learn something from someone who's been through it before. And I realized, there's been some pretty unique things that have been shaped into my life, that perhaps, somewhere, someone is looking for more insight into.
So. Here we go. This will be sporadic, some chronological story-telling, some exposure to that which you may be unfamiliar, and hopefully: ALL glorifying to our God, who cares for all the details, and can be seen in each part of our lives.
If, we REMEMBER.
As I've studied scripture over the last year, I see a common theme of humanity: we forget SO easily what God has done for us.
And this common theme of God speaking to his people: Remember. Remember rightly.
You all know that person, the one who loves to tell stories, gets so animated and excited, but over time the same story starts to change, not intentionally, but just as human nature. The story hasn't been remembered properly. My sister-in-law's husband does this to a fault. He's a GREAT story-teller, but his memory for what actually happened, cannot always be trusted. It makes for some hilarious exaggerated stories.
Because: we FORGET. And as the Israelites did throughout all of their history, this forgetfulness leads us to despair, to doubt, to disbelief that God is there for us.
So. Here, over 4 years since my last blog post, I decided it's time to share some of my story. To remember, as rightly as I can, the goodness of the Lord to me. And to share that goodness with you.
Perhaps it will only be for me, to reflect, process and live in gratitude for his gifts.
Or, perhaps one of you could see his goodness as well, or may be able to take something away from the flailing ways I've maneuvered what's been handed to me in this life.
I'm SUCH a researcher, reading people's blogs and life experiences, looking to learn something from someone who's been through it before. And I realized, there's been some pretty unique things that have been shaped into my life, that perhaps, somewhere, someone is looking for more insight into.
So. Here we go. This will be sporadic, some chronological story-telling, some exposure to that which you may be unfamiliar, and hopefully: ALL glorifying to our God, who cares for all the details, and can be seen in each part of our lives.
If, we REMEMBER.
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