Free-writing for five minutes on Lisa Jo’s prompt word, “Remember”…
Remember! Ah, that’s what I need to do.
Bogged down in a mire, wheels churning, getting deeper instead of free from the slop, I try to work up faith, churn it out from within, and all I throw around is confusion.
Faith doesn’t come from me. I’m an empty tank. Unless He fills it. But remembering, ah that opens up the gate, and from all the wondrous interventions of the past, on their tide, the truth that I can trust Him flows in. And washes out the mud, and the mire becomes a pool, fresh and clear, like in Psalm 84.
Count the remembrances. The tiny details that He met, the God-incidences abundant, the supply just when I desperately writhed under the need. The timely ring of phone, or the light of truth specific to my hurt on printed scripture page—as if a sunbeam fell upon that very spot alone.
Remember what you know.
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Gorgeous writing today! This is my favorite: “…or the light of truth specific to my hurt on printed scripture page—as if a sunbeam fell upon that very spot alone.” I think at some point all of us have experienced this, so your post really resonates with your audience.
Finally, I love your ending. Oh, if we only remembered to remember what we know more often! We wouldn’t waste so much time and so many tears, I think.
Well, Meredith, I don’t know what happened to my reply to you! Yours was the first comment I answered. Hm, now what did I say… I think it was…
God does that sunbeam on the page thing a lot, doesn’t He? What a caring, involved and intervening God! And yep, that remembering what I know is so important. There have been times when my husband has sat me down across from Him at the kitchen table and said, “Now, tell me what you *know*.” And that centering down has gotten me back on the faith track.
Good word!! I all too often struggle to remember how God has gotten me thru in the past when I am in a situation, or how He speaks to me still. I need to journal more, so I can remember. I love your writing style. So simple and beautiful and yet so deep. Thanks for blogging!!!
Maria (FMF writer)
Maria, just these past two months my journals from a few years ago have been a real help to me that way. At the time I scribbled all those lines, I had no idea how useful they’d turn out to be in the future. I highly recommend such journaling. So glad you stopped by!
“Faith doesn’t come from me. I’m an empty tank. Unless He fills it. But remembering, ah that opens up the gate…” A big fat valve inside my heart released when I read these words of yours. So, so right your are! So many times, I get all caught up inside my own expectations and pressure and pride, and well, if only I would just quiet and remember what He’s done. What He longs to give me. Who He is. Thanks for this.
Yes, Brianna, that’s just what I needed to *remember* most this morning! Thanks for stopping to comment. God bless!
Boy do I need to remember what I know these days. I seem to stay bogged down in a mire of churning thoughts. Thanks for the reminder to REMEMBER! Visiting from FMF!
Very lovely.
I LOVE this line… “the light of truth specific to my hurt on printed scripture page—as if a sunbeam fell upon that very spot alone.”
Such glory, I love…
Substituting the remembrances for the thoughts that are churning can really help settle the heart, can’t it, Katina? May God’s blessing of peace rest upon you.
Yes, Pam, He displays His glory in the small specifics, doesn’t He? Blessings to you!
We are empty without Him….love it!
Hi Denise. Thanks for visiting and commenting. God bless you this day.
Yep, Gayle, He said it, and it’s true. I for one most certainly know it!! Glad you stopped by!