Scripture Passage
Scripture Focus
“But watch out! Be careful never to forget what you yourself have seen. Do not let these memories escape from your mind as long as you live! And be sure to pass them on to your children and grandchildren.” (Deuteronomy 4:9 NLT)
Observation
Israel had a lot to remember. As Moses prepares the Israelites to take possession of the land God had promised them, he challenges and pleads with them to “never forget” what they had seen—and more than that, to be sure to pass those memories on to the next generations.
As I write, I’m wrapping up a week’s worth of intensive study of the history of the Pentecostal renewal that began just over a century ago in Topeka, Kansas. Much of what I’ve examined this week I’d studied before, but—guess what—I forget!
But to hear, see, and recall again the kind of passion for God that characterized so many believers a century ago…to be reminded of their hunger for and openness to the moment-by-moment activity of the Holy Spirit…to rehearse again the stories of the miraculous in the midst of the ordinary…all of that stirs me again to embrace who God is, to grow more sensitive to what He’s doing, and to expect the supernatural today, even right in the thick of the ordinary.
And to pass that hunger for Him on to generations that follow.
So what do you need to remember today? And what recollection of God’s great grace on your behalf do you need to retell, so that the next generation can know the greatness of our God?
1 comment:
I have a testimony. I have to tell of a car accident that I was in in Jan. of 2000. It was a perfectly horrible crash that could've killed me instantly. By the grace of God (and a guardian angel whispering in my ear) I put my seatbelt on that night (which I only wore half the time). The hood of my Intrepid was forced straight through the windshield and was literally pointed straight at my face. The hood actually scraped the top of my head and caused a very small contusion. The reality of this didn't hit me until years later. I just couldn't fathom that happening to me at the time. The door panel left a mark on my pants that couldn't be washed off and there wasn't so much as a bruise on my leg. I know for a fact this isn't the only thing the Lord has spared me from but it is the one that stands out to me now. If I would have died that night I would have left a husband and twin girls aged 2. My sons would have never existed and life as we know it now would never have taken place. I am so grateful to God and give Him all the glory and praise for keeping me alive that night. It really humbles me because I really didn't deserve it...and who truly does?
Desiree' Broxterman
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