Forget Me Not?

After I posted my last blog, my former writing instructor suggested I write more about my personal struggles in life. She wanted me to share about what my life was like before my accident and explain how God, not my disability, changed me.

She knows a truth we should all learn, our memories (good and bad) are what shape us. Even with my brain injury, I still remember and cherish my early childhood with my father, even the times he disciplined me brings a smile to my face. Memories truly are PRICELESS.




King Solomon explained this phenomenon (Proverbs 22:6). Indeed a child remembers a loving parent’s discipline and guidance. We are wise to remember our parents’ correction. But, sometimes we humans FORGET IT. Or we’re afraid to look in the REARVIEW mirror because of behind us.

Our heavenly Father knew this. This is why He instructed the prophet Moses to write down the events of Israel’s EXODUS and journey to the Promised Land (Exodus 17:14, 24:4-7, 34:27:24)

In His omnipotence, God knew His people would walk with Him for A SEASON and then serve other gods like they were BRAINWASHED. Thus, God's word stands as a reminder for us to remember His faithfulness. It’s a lesson book for us to learn wisdom from the mistakes of our forefathers.

As the SEASONS CHANGE, nations around the world celebrate the Giver of the harvest. In America, we call it Thanksgiving. And we look back on God’s provisions throughout the year.

Of course, liberals have tried to take God out of our culture and history. But, they fail to realize that He is mentioned in the Constitutions of all fifty states. Like our Jewish stepfathers, they have forgotten our heritage. And that is what this special holiday blog will be about. We all have stories to tell, but sometimes we forget them.

FORGET?

During his recent visit to America, Pope Francis commented, “STARS are beautiful, but they eventually fade away.” I found that ironic, since planets can form from the remains of collapsed stars.

The dictionary defines forget as, “To cease or fail to remember, to omit or neglect unintentionally, to fail to think of.” I can remember when I was little hearing my parents say, “One day when you’re older, your memory will fade faster than your body, SOONER OR LATER.”

Ironically, when I had my accident in my early 20s, my short-term memory was severely affected. There are times when I can remember things from my early childhood like it was yesterday and there are days I can barely remember what happened yesterday!

While working on this blog I had what I call a “senior moment.” I woke up on a Thursday morning before going on a weekend roadtrip and I actually thought it was Friday.

If it weren’t for the weatherman on the morning news giving the weather for “Thursday”, I would’ve gone through my day thinking it was Friday. Looking back, it’s pretty funny. I guess I’m only human after all and we all make mistakes.

Aside from my impeded memory, I’ve learned that growing older is part of being alive—both are better than the alternative, that’s a no-brainer! However, I’m thankful for the knowledge and wisdom God has given me from my disability.

Like learning the truth about one of the biggest myths of the twenty-first century, multitasking is king. Neuroscience has proven that it is impossible for humans to multitask; the human brain and nervous system simply aren’t created for it.

When we try to do two things at once, we will fail to give our all to one or the other. The cliché I learned as a child is, “Jack of all trades, master of none.” God created us for one task and He intends for us to FOCUS ON IT.

It’s funny; history has a way of repeating itself. Italian poet George Santayna once noted, “Those who cannot remember the past, are doomed to repeat it.”

After all God did for Israel during the Exodus from Egypt, they kept turning from Him and many still look to a sky full of stars for Savior. In a way they want to multitask. Perhaps, this is why Jesus taught His followers that no one can serve two masters (Matthew 6:24).

Even today, many Christians (me included) and churches can get so caught up doing good works or “churchy things” that we forget what we believe. That’s why a group of early church fathers sculpted the Nicene Creed way back in the first century, around 325. They knew we would forget the core of our faith, because we are human. Often we even forget the promises of God and we miss the SHALOAM of God.

Prophecy?

The subject of prophecy has caused a lot of confusion within the church; it is simply a promise of God of things to come. Because, they are promises of God, they are UNBREAKABLE and come true 100% of the time—not by chance as with many false prophets today.

Biblical prophecy always comes from God, not man, that’s a no-brainer. God is a GOOD, GOOD FATHER and He is ON THE THRONE. Only God foreknew how He would save the world through Jesus.

Which no one was expecting, because they had forgotten all of the prophecies of old about the coming suffering Messiah. The truth is they were trying to serve two masters.

Still, Yaweh foreknew where they were and how He would draw them back to Himself. It’s the same with us, especially for me. God knew that I would walk away from Him and He would have to break me to FIX ME.

And I’m so grateful that He did. Now I know that, like the Jews in the desert, I am never ALONE. Because only a omnipotent and omnipresent God can WATCH OVER ME and FOCUS ON ME in the middle of the storms of life. I serve a strong God and He will forget me not.