I’ve grown to love the smell of the woods and the peace of a babbling brook.
I’ve also learned to love the laughter, thrills and squeals of riding UTVs through mud holes, and up mountains, and discovering the beauty of Tennessee’s backwoods.
Recently, on one such adventure we came across a cemetery in the middle of nowhere. Large trees had grown up all around it and there was no civilization in sight for miles.
We walked past fading grave markers from people born in the late 1700s. Little babies, young soldiers and older couples lay side by side.
And I wondered about their stories. I later searched a few names, and the location, and discovered there had once been a bustling town where only woods and vines now grew. The author of the article noted not a foundation or chimney now remained.
Pretty much forgotten.
Life like a vapor.
And I thought about what lasts and what doesn’t-what’s remembered, and what’s forgotten.
The Psalmist wrote, “Remember your mercy, O Lord, and your steadfast love, for they have been from of old.” (Psalm 25:6)
God’s steadfast love.
They have been from of old.
“Remember not the sins of my youth or my transgressions; according to your steadfast love remember me.” (Psalm 25:7)
They are forgotten.
Because of Jesus.
Like those foundations of that long gone town, my sins are remembered no more by my LORD-my covenant-keeping, steadfastly-loving, mercy-filled, EVERLASTING Father!
And while people may remember my sins, God, my Savior, does not.
And that’s no small thing.
We have to understand, and rest in the fact, that what we remember and what God remembers are entirely different things.
And that’s a good thing.
For if God has forgotten our sins, we can walk in new mercy every morning!
And, its also true that if God has “remembered no more” the sins of others, we really have no excuse to do so either.
Oh, what a Savior! May we, who know Him as Lord, walk in the grace we’ve been so freely given! And offer it to others along the way ❤️
PS -I won’t be riding UTVs today but will be sharing my testimony, parts of which are not so easy on my heart to remember. I’d so appreciate your prayers. To God, alone, be the the glory!