This past week has not been my favorite week. I have watched people try to row upstream against raging currents, others swept under by the waves, and still more who have sprung major leaks in their boats. It’s been a battlefield and it looks like the other side is winning.

During lunch I have been listening to different artists and albums from my early years as a believer. I have enjoyed hearing well known lyrics and recalling moments with friends when the albums were released. Today, while listening to another favorite album, I found my why. In the middle of the battles with the waves and the storms around me, I have been reaching for the moments when I felt joy, when I experienced hope, when I knew things were going to be okay. I have needed to remember.

Just like the Israelites made an altar to remember what God had done (Joshua 4), I need to build an altar to remember the good I have found in God. The times He brought comfort, the times when I needed to be pushed to continue on my journey. I need to remember why I get out of bed each morning, dress for work, and interact with people all day long. It isn’t for the paycheck. It is to remind my heart and soul that there are ever-living-never-dying souls all around me who don’t know the love, grace, mercy, and forgiveness of Christ. I may not ever explain the Gospel using a tract, but I pray the tracks I leave behind will lead them to the altar. I pray they will learn that kneeling before the altar of God means never having to wonder if what they have done or not done will keep them from Heaven.

I need to see the stack of stones to remind myself that God has seen me through the storms and the battles. He has seen the dear ones I love so much come through the battles and storms. Each time we have stepped through the other side of the battle or the storm has subsided, we have emerged stronger, leaner, and grown deeper in our faith. Jesus has never left us, even when we didn’t feel Him there. These stones are there to remind us that we are commissioned to call out His name when we need Him and to celebrate Him at the same time.

Someday the enemy may try to force us to be silent. But we need know if we grow silent, the very rocks in the altars we’ve built will cry out their praise to the Maker of the Heavens and the Earth (Luke 19:40). Listening to this music has helped me rekindle the desire, the love, the passion to continue on my journey. Like a moment of clarity, I see the reason I live and move and have our being (Acts 17:28). I am using these flashbacks to spur me forward. My journey is not finished and Dear Ones, neither are yours.

Do not let the battle in front of you make you forget the One inside you and beside you. Jesus is bigger, He is stronger, He is able, never tiring, never forgetting. He is able to handle what you face and bring you through it. Be strong, Best Beloved. (Deuteronomy 31:6).

About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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