Ooops, I did it again! Actually, we did.
Just this morning, I realized that my husband Ron and I forgot our wedding anniversary – again. I honestly don’t know why. We are a happily married couple, and a valid excuse for a romantic date night is always welcomed. Still – more often than not – we fail to remember the blissful day in which we said our I do’s.
I don’t think I’m a bad wife. I’m just not good with dates! You don’t know how many times I kissed my kids good bye when they were little and saw them off to school, only to realize (after noticing the big X on the calendar later in the day) that it was their birthday. I chalk it up to being a working mother with poor organizational skills and on memory overload.
On special days, my mom, who possesses an uncanny ability to remember every birthday in the planet and who still feels a dysfunctional need to come to my rescue, gives me a quick call very early in the morning and whispers (so that my dad won’t hear) “It’s Father’s Day!” or “Don’t forget your brother turns 40 today” or “It’s Auntie Thelma’s birthday and we’re going out for lunch, so call her at her cell” and then she hangs up in a hurry.
Oh, what would the world be without enabling mommies!
So, after texting my hubby, “Guess what? We forgot our anniversary again!” I sat down, grabbed my Bible and began to read Psalm 77, which was apparently authored by a musician named Asaph. And, lo and behold, it is all about remembering! (I wonder, is God sending me a message about working a little less, paying a little more attention or maybe seeing my doctor about some kind of magical memory pills?)
The truth is we human beings in general are a forgetful bunch. And those of us who follow the Lord are no exception. We come to faith in Jesus, experience His love, witness a couple miracles. Everything is hunky-dory until, wham! A trial hits us. Suddenly, we feel like Asaph – all alone, wondering if God has forgotten us or if He really is whom we’d thought He was.
As the psalm progresses, Asaph does something that should be a lesson to all of us forgetful creatures: He chooses to remember. This is what he says to himself and the Lord:
I will remember the things the Lord has done. Yes, I will remember the powerful works of long ago. I will think of all Your work, and keep in mind all the great things You have done. (vv. 11-12)
Yes, my dears, we must remember.
When we’re going through a hard patch and we feel like God has deserted us, we must remember that He’s promised never to leave or forget us (Deuteronomy 31:6). When our heart is overwhelmed and our faith grows faint, we must remember that He’s promised to be our rock, our strength and our shield (Psalm 28:7, Psalm 61:2). When we feel weak, unable to go on, we must remember that He’s promised to renew our strength when we wait upon Him (Isaiah 40:31).
And when we feel that God might have stopped loving us, we must remember that He loves us so much, He willingly gave up His only Son so we could have eternal life and enjoy a relationship with Him (John 3:16).
I might be the least qualified person to encourage you about this subject, but God isn’t. Over and over throughout His Word, He encourages us to remember Him and all that He’s done, lest we become discouraged and our faith falters.
My hubby just texted me back, saying he’s sorry he forgot our special day too. No worries. Come Friday, I’ll make sure to send him a text telling him he better remember he owes me a nice dinner. After all, things go much better when we manage to remember.