Hebrews 1:1, “Long ago God spoke to our ancestors in many and
various ways by the prophets.”
Various voices echo in our minds when we embrace memories: parents,
teachers, friends, siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles or grandparents. We either
choose an occasion to remember and let the memory reel play out vividly as the
sights and sounds flow over us, or a present incident suddenly jettisons us
into instant recall. The smell of Christmas cookies, spring’s first rain,
swimming at the ocean, raking fall leaves. Ordinary days, repeating seasons
catch us up with sudden pause.
Some shoot jagged edges of pain into our hearts. Some bring
a peace blanket of comfort. Together they form the foundation of who we are
today. Why we tend to accept certain concepts and reject others. Why we try to
change our past to preserve a future. Stop addictions or abuse. Shore up love,
forgiveness and compassion.
Vision given through the prophets, the Law, the tabernacle
to God’s people. The Lord spoke His message in various ways to establish our
foundation in Him. An inheritance that is both remembered and anticipated. A
declaration of who we are that ignites our memory of Him. Expands our hearing,
softens our touch, clears our sight, sweetens our taste, and freshens our lives
with fragrance.
Lord, please weave all of our memories into You—into Your
vision.
Psalm of Worship: Psalm 139
“My frame was not hidden in Thee, when I was made in secret,
and skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth. Thine eyes have seen my
unformed substance; and in Thy book they were all written, the days that were
ordained for me, when as yet there was not one of them.”
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