The definition of memorial is defined as something, especially a structure, established to remind people of a person or event. Today as we remember those that have fought and died for this great country allow yourself the privilege of not just eating a hot dog or a hamburger and playing games and visiting friends, but thinking about what memorials you have set up in your own life. Unfortunately many make vows instead of setting up a memorial. Something tragic occurs and we focus on the enemy or the wrong that occurred rather than on the lesson learned and the victory we now have. Due to the pain of the event we hold on to the pain and vow this will never happen again or I will never let myself be used, abused, damaged or whatever it may be, again. This is not how God wants us to live or how he wants us to pass information on to others. Listen to this scripture found in Exodus 17:14 (NAS) "Then the LORD said to Moses, "Write this in a book as a memorial and recite it to Joshua, that I will utterly blot out the memory of Amalek from under heaven."
There are memories the Lord wants us to block out. In His loving kindness the Lord wants us to remember the good and extract good from our experiences and battles rather than to make vows that keep the pain of events hidden below the surface; which only serves to surface and drag us down at a later date. Others may see the tip of the iceberg and think all is well with no knowledge that the bigger issues still lies beneath or smiles and well defined exterior. Choose wisely what you rehearse from the trials and tribulations of your journey here in earth. Choose to recite the victories of life. In my personal experiences the true men of war don't talk about the battle but the victory. The only ones I have ever heard tell the gruesome and bloody stories are the ones who never really saw that part of the battle. When you really go through some horrific challenges and not just survive but begin to thrive you become grateful and give thanks.
Giving childbirth is not easy and it is painful but for the treasure of a child I went through it three times and would have done so many more times had I physically been able to. The victory was worth the battle. I do not remember the pain I only remember the face of those little children and how my heart grew when I looked upon their faces. Their birthdays are memorials. On my entry table lays a memorial candle of the life my father lived. I do not rehearse the day my father died. I rehearse the life my father lived. I don't rehearse the days he was sick. I rehearse the days he was well.
Make memories and then recite them in the ears of those that are following in your footsteps and begin today to do so the biblical way.
There are memories the Lord wants us to block out. In His loving kindness the Lord wants us to remember the good and extract good from our experiences and battles rather than to make vows that keep the pain of events hidden below the surface; which only serves to surface and drag us down at a later date. Others may see the tip of the iceberg and think all is well with no knowledge that the bigger issues still lies beneath or smiles and well defined exterior. Choose wisely what you rehearse from the trials and tribulations of your journey here in earth. Choose to recite the victories of life. In my personal experiences the true men of war don't talk about the battle but the victory. The only ones I have ever heard tell the gruesome and bloody stories are the ones who never really saw that part of the battle. When you really go through some horrific challenges and not just survive but begin to thrive you become grateful and give thanks.
Giving childbirth is not easy and it is painful but for the treasure of a child I went through it three times and would have done so many more times had I physically been able to. The victory was worth the battle. I do not remember the pain I only remember the face of those little children and how my heart grew when I looked upon their faces. Their birthdays are memorials. On my entry table lays a memorial candle of the life my father lived. I do not rehearse the day my father died. I rehearse the life my father lived. I don't rehearse the days he was sick. I rehearse the days he was well.
Make memories and then recite them in the ears of those that are following in your footsteps and begin today to do so the biblical way.
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