This month has been a month of old wounds being opened back up. Memories that were long gone now resurfaced. Things I thought I had forgiven now feeling like they were never forgiven, just buried deep inside.
I keep getting reminded of the hurt, the loss, and the offenses. I believe that anyone can forgive if they have been forgiven by Jesus, but I think it is almost impossible for anyone to forget.
One Sunday at church we were all taking communion together. Our family was late of course, and we walked in just as soon as they were to begin communion. They passed out the little communion cups and the pastor spoke and the music began to play.
We weren’t supposed to take our communion yet, just remember Jesus because in Luke 22:19 it says to take communion in remembrance of Him.
While I was remembering Jesus I was reminded of the scripture where Jesus is hanging on the cross and the thief next to Jesus asked him to remember him (Luke 23:42), Jesus then told the thief that he too would be with him in paradise on that day.
During the moment when I was remembering Jesus, and all He did for me to forgive my sins and everything he did while hanging on the cross, I asked Him to remember ME.
It kind of hit me, there is nothing I can do to get into heaven.
Sure, we all know this, right?
But that day I had to remember it.
I had to remember that it is only by the grace of God that I will get to spend eternity with Jesus.
So I asked Jesus to remember me like he said he would remember the thief hanging next to him.
In that moment I had no doubt.
No doubt about what my heart was struggling with that morning.
No doubt about Jesus’ love for me.
No doubt that God can save anyone, and that it is truly my job to love God first, and then others.
No doubt in my mind that we should not discriminate against any sin because it’s only by God’s grace that any of us get to enter into heaven.
No doubt that everything I have “done for God” is like filthy rags compared to what Jesus did for me on the cross.
No doubt that anyone who wants to serve God should never be stopped from serving Him.
No doubt that I do not need to fear this unpredictable world.
No doubt that I will one day be in heaven with Jesus.In that moment I felt like Jesus remembered me.
As we listened to the message I felt like God was simply confirming everything my heart remembered that day.
Then as we were walking to the car I saw a beautiful butterfly sitting on the back of our van. It was such a beautiful confirmation from God about the transformation that is taking place in my life, and that was taking place that very moment.
It was God saying he remembers me.
I think we all can get lost in those bad memories. Just tonight I was sitting in my closet praying about how I wish I had not ever KNOWN some certain people.
That was when God reminded me to remember Him.
Once I stopped thinking about the bad memories and I remembered Jesus dying on the cross, those bad memories truly became distant again. It was like I knew they happened but I couldn’t feel the pain associated with them anymore.
Instead I felt loved by God.
Again I had no doubt.
No doubt that our job on earth is to simply remind each other about the love of Jesus. We can make the great commission so much more than what it really is. But the truth is we just need to share the love of God with others, and we need to remind them.
Even in the garden of Eden, once Adam and Eve sinned, they forgot the one who created them, the one that loved them and walked with them.
Oh, they remembered the God who gave them the warning, but they forgot about the God who loved them.
But God reminded them how much he loved them with every stitch in the coverings he made for them.
I have no doubt that the Israelites wandered around in the wilderness for 40 years because they needed to remember God.
They needed to remember all the amazing miracles God did for them that brought them to the desert. If they could’ve just remembered that then maybe they wouldn’t have needed an idol to worship.
So in those moments when I have forgotten, I simply need to remember Jesus, and ask for Him to remember me, too
Our faith begins with what we know and believe about God. Our faith will carry us how far we are willing to let it take us. Faith is a choice and we need to begin by choosing to believe in Jesus and His power to move mountains, heal the sick, and save us from all our sins through His sacrifice on the cross.