Imagine a terrible situation. Imagine yourself off at some point in the future, and that you have ruined your family or friendships; you’ve brought great pain and misery to those who trusted you. Imagine yourself in a moment where it hits you: how much you’ve done, how much you’ve lost, how deeply you’ve hurt people – imagine how hard you’d cry; imagine the heart-ripping regret you’d feel, how you’d do anything and give anything to go back to this time in your life, this very day, this very moment, before any of that horror happens so that you can keep far from the path which led to that destruction. Such joyful thoughts! In a way, they are. Here’s how.
It seems on almost every page the Psalms are reminding us to remember, to not forget:
“My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you…” (42:6)
“I will remember the deeds of the Lord…” (77:11)
“…they should set their hope in God and not forget the works of God…” (78:7)
“Remember the wondrous works that he has done, his miracles…” (105:5)
To remember God’s gracious and powerful acts is to honor Him; to forget is to dishonor Him. While we seem to know this intrinsically in our relationships with others – how do you feel when someone seems to forget or ignore all that you’ve done for them? – we struggle to remember all that God has done. And so we read our Bibles, we worship weekly, never tiring of reminders, so that we might honor God rightly.
But it isn’t just the past that must be remembered.