A few weeks ago, I watched an interesting documentary on an extraordinary group of people who remember every day of their life. As in every single day! They are literally Memory Wizards. As I watched, I fantasized about how wonderful this gift must be; remembering your whole life as if it happened yesterday. To be honest, I envied this people…until I heard the youngest member, an 8 or 9 year old boy say “ Not only do I remember the good, I unfortunately remember the bad”.
He mentioned having a hard time on a certain day each year because that’s a day his father really hurt him. That stopped me in my tracks because I hadn’t thought of it from that angle. With this kind of gift, as easy as it was to remember the good times, it would be just as hard…actually, impossible to forget the bad times.
Phil 3 vs 13 (NASB): …Forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward…
Looking back at my life, I have gone through a lot and accumulated things I no longer want to remember; both things done to me and things I have done to others. With each day, the distance generated has given me time to grieve, heal and forget. Its through this that I’ve realized that the ability to forget is another expression of the grace of God to me. So why is it that in some situations, I refuse this gift of forgetfulness and willingly choose to dwell in those moments it took grace to forget? I take this bruise; healed by the gift of time and choose to pick at it, dissect it and relieve the pain as if I’ve forgotten how raw and painful it originally was?
2 Pet 2 vs 22(ASV): The pig has returned to its own vomit and the pig that was washed to wallowing in the mire.
We do this in many ways. We let ex-boyfriends do a “drive by” on our hearts and bodies. We open doors we purposely locked by hanging with friends we know are not good for us. With take our scars and dissect them with such curiosity by flirting with old temptations because we believe we are “stronger" and can now “handle” them. Do you know scarred tissue is actually weaker than the original form and will ALWAYS be so? To do a repeat C-section, doctors don’t go looking for fresh healthy tissue, we go looking for the scars of the previous surgery because it is weaker. So if we are weak in a section of our life and its God’s grace getting us through, why do we claim to be fighting porn but feel then can we can go to a strip club for a Bachelor’s party. Why do we ladies believe we can be “just friends” with a guy we’ve sinned sexually with? Why do we hang out with gossips knowing they will drag us into it?
Micah 7 vs 20 (NKJV) …You cast all our sins into the depths of the sea.
If our sins, frailties, weaknesses and past have been thrown into the depths of the sea, it is time for us to get out of the water. We wont frolic, get our feet “wet” or go in for a quick dip. With the strength God has empowered us with, we will completely leave it all behind. We will stand in the freedom Christ has given us and no longer be entangled with the yoke of bondage (Gal 5 vs 1). We will live, we will fight, we will conquer and we will FORGET!
…Musings from atop the potter’s wheel….